The garage couldn't fix the oil leak without running up a $1,700 fee no matter how diligently they tried. They again advised me to trade the truck but without a line of credit a homeless person floundering to build a home cannot finance anything.
I was so thankful, felt so blessed, that Andy's garage AGAIN spent time on my truck trying to resolve a situation for me and never charged me a dime. There are some people you meet that you thank God for because their caring is so appreciated.
Thank you God for bringing these folks into my life.
A group of us drove to Tulerosa to pick construction material I had purchased directly after buying the single wide trailer. I had left it where it was knowing that the sellers were not relocating to Nevada until December.
I could barely move a muscle. I could see impatience as I tried to move around but simply couldn't stop the physical pain from preventing normal movement. I finally joked about being "old" but inside my heart I was screaming, "I'm up all night freezing cold while you are all in warm beds, I'm so exhausted I don't know how to function or if I can function one more day. Can't you see I'm totally done in?"
The wind had done enough damage to make the place look like a junk yard, metal roofing scattered everywhere. A tarp ripped and shredded stuck over the trailer and hanging in the tree branches. Metal coming off the trailer flopping around in the wind.
My boss kept asking me to go and pick items up, explaining that I didn't have a vehicle seems not to be understandable.
All of a sudden my own worth became questionable. You keep struggling and get nowhere and as I got into bed at 5.30 pm so cold I couldn't stop shaking. Tears ran down my face and I cried myself to sleep.After every storm the sun will smile; for every problem there is a solution, and the soul's indefeasible duty is to be of good cheer. -William R. Alger