Purposefully Planted Palms
I know I said today was going to be about working out while pregnant but since it’s Friday and I have had a day full of pregnancy brain errors (yes, it’s a real thing) I am going to opt for something a little more simple.
I was also thinking since it’s November and the month of Thanksgiving, every Friday I would write about what I am thankful for. We all know I am thankful for my family, friends, good health, future child, yadda yadda yadda. So, I am going to try and look harder for things to be thankful for.
Today, I am thankful for the lack of palm trees on Litchfield Rd. Ever since I moved here, the sparsely planted King Palms lining Litchfield Rd. has really bothered me. It honestly looks like someone quit halfway through planting them. I also love palm trees so to see them so carelessly planted annoyed me. Until Monday morning.
My husband, friend, and the two pups went for a hike in a nearby mountain park. It was a beautiful morning and we were headed home.
Hiking in the White Tanks!
Driving back to base, actually talking about how the sparsely planted trees looked so bad, when my husband saw a car coming straight at us. In our lane. He swerved the car onto the shoulder and so did the oncoming car. There was no way not to hit the oncoming car straight on except to go between the palm trees – where, thankfully, they were planted so far apart, we had plenty of room.
We safely (but quickly) swerved off the road, into dust, between palm trees where we stopped. The car flew past us, in our lane.
It was a good reminder that sometimes even the things that bother us serve a purpose – to help us, sharpen us, build us up, and even sometimes, to save our lives.
