Wednesday was a day of discovery for me. The day started out as any other, laundry, cooking and cleaning and then when my child was bouncing off the wall from boredom, I decided that we should get in the car and drive to McDonald's for lunch and playground play. So, we did.
We drove up the highway to avoid the Masters traffic and tourists and found ourselves quickly obtaining our food and sitting in the sweet sunlight on the playground. It was a beautiful day and Hannah had such a good time eating her burger and fries in between running, jumping, and sliding among the other five or so children.
After about an hour of me soaking in the sun, catching up on my reading and she playing, she decided she was hot and wanted to go home. So, we packed it all in and made our way to the parking lot and our trusty explorer.
I am going to divert here for a minute and praise my Ford Explorer. I love that car. Or SUV -whatever- I love it! We bought it basically on a whim in 1998 and it is a great vehicle. We brought Hannah home from the hospital in it, and it was the ambulance that carried my sweet Jake on his last ride two years ago. It is sentimental and just a good driving machine. I have nothing bad to say about that sweet, teal green piece of metal. But yesterday...
After strapping Hannah in her seat and settling into mine, I put the key into the ignition in that hot McDonald's parking lot and heard this..._______! That's right! NOTHING! No comforting engine turning over, nothing but silence. Of course, that means only one thing - dead battery! So, I did what every Southern girl knows how to do - I called my Daddy! Luckily I got him and he and my mother agreed to come and rescue us. So, we disembarked from our trusty vehicle and re-entered the McDonald's playground for what would be another thirty minutes of unbridled fun. I will say this, if you find yourself stranded with no vehicle and a three year old, make sure you are at a McDonald's - food, drink, bathroom and playground -- no better place.
My parents arrived and picked us up and we started going home. We decided that we would stop on the way and see if my father-in-law was home and could help "jump" the car. Luck was on our side, he was home and soon, Hannah was safely ensconced on her way to my parents and my father in law and I were on our way back to McDonald's to hopefully rescue my car.
Once we got there, it was discovered that in the back of the explorer my dear hubby had placed a booster - a handy device that has jumper cables and a neat little switch and will resurrect a dead battery - at least enough to get a stranded mommy and child home. So, in a matter of minutes, my car was purring like a kitten and I was headed down the highway back home.
As I drove along, I couldn't help but think how much like Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz I was. You remember, she had those red shoes and all along her path, her greatest desire was to go home, and all along, she had the power to do JUST that on her feet - she had the power all along.
Just like me - yesterday, all we wanted to do was go home, and all we had to do was hook up that booster that was sitting there all along - we had the power all along too.
And that my friends, is called a full-circle moment!
Living Happily Ever After!
Beverly
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