I was planning to go away to the beach for my 🎂birthday.
Ocean view room
Antipated for months.
It was going to be the first time I saw my brother since my dad died that’s TWELVE count em–twelve years. (there was a big snafu with a crime he committed against my child and stuff. People taking sides. Not knowing what to think. Family drama.)
I was excited about it.
I had talked hubby into it. I was gonna make it happen!
My girlfriends were scared for me.
Two weeks before my birthday….
Our car caught on 🔥
Stuck in the house still.
Hubby had to fix it.
$500 in parts later…here we are.
I took it as a big “NO: you’re not ready to see him”, from God.
(my girl friends were so relieved 😌)
I accept it, but it smarts. You know?