TRIP TO IDAHO FALLS
Em and I drove over to Idaho Falls for the weekend. Her best friend Laura had a baby boy on the 23rd of Jan and gave him up for adoption. Em just wanted to go and spend a few days with her to see for herself that Laura is ok. We are so proud of Her. Her attitude is that that baby was not intended for her that he was intended for his adoptive family and that she was just the vessel to get the baby here. We got to see pictures of him. What a beautiful little boy. He looks just like Laura did as a baby, but he had some dark hair that she didn't have.
The trip is mainly what I wanted to share with you. We drove as far as Rupert everything was pretty normal. Then we hit FOG. Boy did we hit fog. I couldn't see
two dashed lines ahead of me. I was only driving about 45 to 50 miles per hour at this point. We drove for a good half hour in these conditions, when an 18 wheeler came around us. I figured that if I could keep his tail lights in my sights that I would feel comfortable driving about 65 to 70 miles an hour. We didn't always drive that fast but for the next hour or so through the Raft River area and past American Falls I kept a close eye on his lights. About 15 miles out of Pocatello he took off and the fog got thick so I slowed way down again. I just wasn't comfortable driving over 70 mph in the fog. By then I had cars coming around me at a regular rate and I wasn't feeling as stressed as I was before the truck came along.
Several years ago I read a book by Betty J Eadie called "embraced by the Light".
It is an account of her Life after Life experience several years ago. In the book she says that we have angels around us all of the time to help to guide us through this life. I feel very strongly that that truck was sent to us to help us out that night. I wish that I could contact the trucker and say thanks.
Em and I and my sister left to come home on Sunday afternoon. I had told my sister about the experience. Then I started thinking back to Friday night. My friend Todd, that passed away a year ago, had been on my mind very strongly on Friday night as we were traveling across country. Then the thought came to me that Todd had had a hand in getting that truck to guide us through the fog. I know now that he was with the trucker and us that night to help me to stay calm and not to upset Em. From the time that I learned of Todd's death until this weekend, just about every time that I thought about Todd I wanted to cry. This weekend was a turning point for me, in that I can think about his death and not have it hurt so very badly.
When we reached Pocatello the backs of our rear view (outside) mirrors were coated with Ice and my antenna was as big around as my little finger from the ice. Funny thing the roads hadn't been the least bit icy. From Pocatello to IF the weather was clear as a bell. The drive home was the same.
Mom W was here 2/09/2005 03:16:00 PM
