Hello! The first half of our drive from Atlanta to Cleveland was filled with tears, but also inspiration for a funny blog post. I had snapped a few pictures entering Tennessee and had a rolling voice note in my phone of all sorts of witty things to write about. You’ll just have to take my word for it, but it included lost hits from the 80’s & 90’s, cows wagging tails, llama farms, monster mini-vans, and I’m sure so much more, and I think it was funny!
Once we hit Kentucky, all of those thoughts faded and the drive because so very stressful (and I’m not including the pouring rain which accompanied us through TN.) My 2008 Ford Escape Hybrid, going around 70 miles an hour, proceeds to completely shut down and kindly tell me to “Stop Safely Now.” So I drift over to the shoulder of I-75 and do just that, shut down. Thankfully Steven was close by in our rented Budget truck, but he had 2 dogs with him, and I had 1 dog, and 2 kids with me. 200 miles to our 1st stop in Dayton, OH, 400 miles from Cleveland. Panic set it.
I start-up again and for the next few hours I grasp the steering wheel white knuckled and hold my breath at various points and have both words of anger and pleading with my Creator. It happens 7 more times on the way to Dayton. We do some research, seems like a common problem, albeit annoying. Could be a computer glitch, could be a small problem, could be major. We decide to push forward Sunday morning and TRY to get to our final destination. (After enjoying a nice night with family!)
I do need to mention that my kids are ROCKSTARS, seriously. They are the best passengers I could have asked for during this time. What should have been maybe 12 hours in the car, turned into closer to 16, and they powered through. Much better than I.
8 more times this happens between Dayton and Cleveland. I plead with AAA, they can tow my car, but can only call us a rental or a taxi for me and my small kids. Yes Steven was there, but we all couldn’t fit in that truck. And it was Sunday, no rentals available, and I’m not even going to guess what cab fare from middle OH would be. We push through. And we made it Sunday afternoon.
So to the point of this post, we are in our rental house at our intended destination. I’m sure I have a few more gray hairs, my kids have heard words they shouldn’t have, and we apologize to anyone that came in contact with us yesterday. But we are here and things can only go up from here. We had some great family help us unload, received our first welcome basket, and are started to get unpacked.
We were hoping house searching would commence this week, but our new plan – buy a new car. Now don’t think I’m crazy extreme, but from what Google is telling me, they haven’t pin-pointing this issues, so it COULD happen again – you just don’t know until you go 100-300 miles on the highway. Not risking that ever again.
Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble,
and he delivered them from their distress.
But in conclusion, we were delivered, yet again, and as always by our gracious, yet always teaching God. Not quite sure what to take from this lesson yet, but all I can do is be thankful it is over and push forward. I miss you all and look forward to some happier posts, but for now – greetings from Cleveland, OH!
And just for fun (as I have a million pics from the last few weeks – here is Steven and I when we moved into our house in June 2009, and when we moved out in May 2014!) We did have of the pups, but look how our family has grown! So blessed!