What were we thinking when we weren’t thinking?
Me. My daughter. Us. Together. Apart. Two hard-headed women that sometimes you just want to ERGH at! Such was the case in Monaco. Marissa and I arrived in this country as if we had just pulled up to a small, one-story strip mall. Eager to get out of the car, view a palace, purchase a couple souvenirs, then hop back in and head to Eze Village for lunch. Only this wasn’t going to be how it went down…
Don’t take pictures of that! Or waste video on that either! Marissa was dictating every photo and clip I tried to take. And I tell you this, I was tired of hearing it. My hair was in a pony tail, my jeans were sticking to my thighs — it wasn’t supposed to be sunny and I was hot. So I took another picture and another picture and another one, too… Mommmm! You are impossible! We don’t have many pictures left! Stop wasting our digital camera on buildings!
Buildings? These aren’t buildings! They are ideas! I might want to grow zillions of purples flowers and cascade them down our roof one day.
Mommmm! Marissa snapped the picture then walked ahead of me. Dad is not going to grow flowers off our roof. I said, fine, you go that way. I’ll go this way.
For two hours, the two of us silly nuts walked around a foreign country without cell phones or any way whatsoever to find the other. Finally, I did the only thing I knew to do. I prayed. Just like they did thousands of years ago — lead me to my father in a tent across the desert. And wouldn’t you know it? I walked into a store that I did not know had an entrance from the other road. Marissa had entered from that other side.
Oh my gosh! Marissa grabbed her forehead. I cannot believe you are here! I spent two hours looking for you then I did the only thing I knew to do. I prayed to God to lead me to you and here we are meeting in the middle. Wow — as old as time, huh?
Meeting in the middle is always a good idea, anywhere — especially when you are lost.
Wow. That’s amazing.
Loved that story, Debbie. Soooo true about stopping to PRAY for help, as well as the meeting in the middle. Love how he brought you back together like that. Y’all really got to see ALL the sights over there, didn’t you?
My family had a similar thing happen on a family road trip where we were caravanning with my uncle’s family. We got separated from them somewhere along the way, but needed some of our luggage which they had in their less-crowded vehicle. We had walkie-talkies, but were too far out of range for those to be any good. So we prayed. After a bathroom stop, we got back on the freeway, and lo and behold who drove up alongside us but my Uncle’s family! The Lord is our ever-present help in time of need. (Psalm 46:1)
For the record, I LOVE the purple bouganvillea on the roof! Gorgeous!! I would have taken pictures of that, too.
Thanks for stopping by my site the other day. LOVE this story of you and your daughter. I imagine my own-hard headed daughter (and her hard-headed mother) in a similar scene years from now.
Good stuff. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll look around some more.
Ah, we have something in common Debbie, food.
You love cooking and I love to eat.lol.
Interesting Blog-web page.
Thanks for visiting my blog and your kind comments.
OMGoodness…I lost my hubby along the Rhine walking through the Christmas market, but he is simple to fine……head to the WATER! Now we travel with two-way radios.
This is my first visit…I’ll be back!
I’m just Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzing by from the Buzz. I love your Blog & the pics are Beautiful.
Beutiful Photos!!
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