But it is my family

I can guess at the gasps and/or groans that may come from the all of two readers that follow my post once they read what I am about to write.  But it is my family, as the title proclaims, for all that I do wrong and sometimes right. 

Tuesday we take our car into a shop to have the transmission looked at.  Something we should have done BEFORE we bought the car (hindsight is wonder!). We didn't and now it will cost just two hundred less to repair than what we paid for the car.  I won't get into a lot of detail here but it was a very stressful when my husband gets home, 30 minutes later than usual, from work to take my grandson to school.  He is driving our other car - my beloved Abby.  She is sick and does not want to be driven.  She let him know this by sputtering and coughing all the way home.  She is very insistent of wanting to stay home instead of on the road when we pile into her.  Each time we try to start her, she would sigh heavily, answer in some way then go back to sleep.  E barely made it to school on time.  By the time we made it over to my morning visit with my dad, my husband was in a very foul mood.  This is where I can honestly say that I love my dear Lord. 

Even through out the news of the old car and knowing Abby is not well, I am at peace.  He will not leave us hanging.  Then through my husband stressful rants I know we will be OK.  It was my turn to be the adult, look at life level headed and his turn to throw a fit.  Truly - God really does only know how many times the situation was reversed - or worse, we both threw our fits at the same time.  Back to what happened and the title.

We got a new car, by the way of Both my fathers.  Heaven and earth.  We looked around and came upon two difference options.  Neither worked.  So on Thursday, with my grandson out of school, we with out a car, we let our youngest son Daniel stay home from school to babysit as my dad took us around again to find a car. 

We found a 1998 Olds with only 57,000 on it.  The gentleman that sold it to us has worked with my dad before, a number of times actually.  The car belong to his old friend's wife and had all the paper work on repairs and up keep.  A bit more than what we had originally planned on paying but worth it.  We also got home later than planned.  Daniel and E did amazing during that time.  The house wasn't cleaned and they were still in their PJ's at 2:30 in the afternoon but they had not argued and had a pretty good day together. 

We were also able to attend the musical "Fiddler on the Roof" that was playing in Lawrence.  We rushed around of course.  And, standard to us - stress played a part. So much so that I gave up and decided that we were not going to be able to see it but with the new car, why not just go for the no reason drive? Even if I sulked all the way?

We made it, literally seconds before they would have shut the door and not allowed us in for the first act.  We didn't make it home until 11:30 last night.  E did amazing!  He sat for 3 hours hardly disturbing the people around us.  The way home was interesting as both the 14 year old and the 7 year old reverted to 3 year olds.  Though when we got home E and I went to bed, Daniel and JB had a second wind and couldn't go to sleep.  Daniel stayed home again today.

Reviewing yesterday I couldn't help but smile.  I am TRULY blessed.  It ended up being a family day.  Albeit, not a picture perfect family - but it is my family.  We pulled together, sacrificed for each other and ended it with love.  With all the warts, the wrongs, the second guessing, this truly is my family.