A garden is a grand teacher. It teaches patience and careful watchfulness; it teaches industry and thrift; above all it teaches entire trust.
I was trying to budget bus fare and schedule 2 appointments in one day. I packed a lunch and filled my PowerAde bottle with my raspberry tea. I left my apartment with plenty of time to make both.
At one of the stops, this mom with her 2 year old and baby in a stroller hopped on and the 2 year old was giving mom fits. She set the car seat down without strapping in the baby and gave the wriggly boy a Dr. Pepper in hopes of distracting him.
Knowing how bumpy the bus ride can be, all I could see was this baby seat flying across the bus. I offered my assistance to hold the infant carrier in place as she struggled to keep little Mason seated. I offered up my crackers and he obliged. At one point, I am holding the baby seat from tipping and Mason in my lap. I remembered a time, when my son was about that age and didn’t react very well to sugar or red food dye, so I offered up my knowledge of cutting out these things for this sweet boy.
I managed to miss my transfer stop and ended up downtown. There was certainly not enough time to back track to make my first appointment and have ample time to make it to my second. So, I sat at the Subway near the station and bought a $1.40 bag of Baked Lays- BBQ, because those are my favorite. I found an empty table, ate my PBJ sandwich and chips and sipped on my tea. I noticed the local Molly Trolley drive by, so when I was finished eating, I hopped on the free bus with no destination in mind and rode around downtown until she mentioned the Water Gardens.
I climbed off the Trolley and walked across the street and ventured into the majestic water displays.
Everywhere there was a pool of water, there were locals bathing and cooling off in the aquatic alcoves. It is summer time in Texas. It’s hot….
There was one gentleman looking pretty hungry so I offered him the rest of my tea.
I strolled around and breathed in this lovely sanctuary and after a bit, I regretted giving away my drink.
After I was finished, I walked back to the transfer station so I could catch the bus to my next destination.
I made it to my doctor’s appointment early and they took care of me right away. I now have more appointments and have reduced bus fare.
Slowly but surely, I am getting back on my feet. I can use these tools to help me get there.
I guess next time I venture out, I should pack 2 lunches- one for me and one for the less fortunate that I will be sharing with.
With Hugs and Hope