A pot of home-made split pea soup is simmering on the stove, a second load of laundry is in the dryer, the bed is made, dishes washed, and I am now caught up on my favorite soap, “The Young and the Restless”. Life is returning to my “old normal”.
This past Saturday evening we finally made it “home” to our tiny cabin on the side of the San Bernardino Mountains.
During our drive up the winding road, Tim and I talked a little about what it would feel like to walk in the door after being away for seven months. Would it feel like “home”? Would we have any regrets about selling our family home in the San Fernando Valley over a year ago to free us up to travel the world? Would we find something alien growing in our refrigerator? Had the squirrels, mice, or any other critters eaten their way inside? Would we find another wasp nest attached to the porch overhang?
We had shut off the water at the main valve under the house and drained the pipes before leaving, to prevent a water leak or a frozen/busted pipe.
It was after dark when we started lugging fresh groceries up the stairs and prepared to unlock the door.
I WAS NOT PREPARED FOR WHAT WE FOUND!
Unbeknownst to us, our amazing friends, Laura and Michael had driven two hours from their home in Orange County the previous weekend to clean our cabin and make it welcoming for our return.
They had vacuumed, dusted, swept the deck, aired the house out, and cleaned the refrigerator (and yes there was an alien growing in there). We had a pretty potted plant blooming on the table and a large photo collage of pictures from special times we had shared together.
Also, unbeknownst to us, the local water district had discontinued service to the cabin. L and M had found a turn-off notice hanging on the door for lack of payment.
When we left home last March, getting everything set up on an auto-payment schedule was one of our tasks. We thought all accounts had been taken care of, but somehow this one did not get activated. We actually found out about it several months back, paid the balance, corrected the problem and assumed that all was well.
Evidently one department did not speak to the other and our water never got turned back on to the property.
Michael called on our behalf, even offered to pay the bill to get it turned on, found out the account was current, and arranged for someone to come out to turn it back on so we would not arrive home to find NO WATER.
He even called back a couple of days later to confirm that it was back on.
So instead of returning to a cabin that was filled with cobwebs, dust, something growing in the refrigerator, and no water to be able to use the toilet, shower or clean up, we walked into a tiny cabin that was overflowing with LOVE.
Needless to say, we were blown away by this tremendous act of kindness.
Gratitude Moment: Today I am grateful for having the best friends anyone could ask for. And a very special thank you to Laura and Michael for being at the top of this list. We love you guys!