On the way to work this morning I saw at least a dozen cars stranded in the ditch. I was very blessed to get home safely, though when I did get there I had to park in the road. The car would not get up the driveway. This morning I went out to discover that it had been buried by the snowplows coming through the neighborhood. I'm tired today because of the snow I had to shovel this morning (an hour and 40 minute job).
It's all good, though. I'm thankful for the safe travel last night. I'm thankful for the safe travel today. I'm thankful that I even have a car. And I'm thankful that I have such a good family who tried to shovel the driveway before I got home. The trouble was, it was snowing so hard that they would shovel about five feet, turn around and it was all covered again. They are so dear to me. I love them with all my heart.
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