Out with the old...

This is my old blog
http://theviewfromthemount.wordpress.com/

I've copied a few posts over to here from there but I really can't be arsed to do anymore.
If you want to read anymore previous posts, feel free...

I will, however, finish with one of my favourite posts from my blog over there, enjoy.

(First published October 2012) 

Lost and found

Yesterday marks the fifth anniversary of my moving to "Mount Dizzy" with my kids, a day I'm not likely to ever forget.

Most of our stuff had already been moved to the house but when I left the refuge that had been our home for the last two months I still had a fair bit to carry. I'd been told by a girl at the ref that there was a bus stop about 5 minutes down the road where I could get a bus which would get us to our new home. Loaded up with bags we left, knowing we couldn't go back, for what should have been a short walk to the bus stop. Couldn't find the bus stop anywhere!

It was cold, dark, the kids were tearful and I was stressed. We stopped outside a house so I could calm down and compose myself for a couple of minutes. During this time an old lady came out of the house, saw us and asked where we were trying to get to. I explained where we were trying to get to, she said there wasn't a bus stop around but the bus we needed stopped at a bus station about 4 miles away and she insisted on driving us.  Who was I to argue?

We bundled into the car and she took us to the station. There I saw the bus we needed and, I was so relieved, got a little tearful. I couldn't help it, I'd tried to keep it together for so long. She gave my chin a friendly tap, the way a grandmother or aunt would, and made me promise to help someone else in need when the time came. The kids and I unloaded the car and got the bus home.

I don't know whether it was a coincidence that we should stop outside her house or God sent an angel when we needed one the most but I will always be grateful to her and, while I don't think I've done anyone a huge favour than I can see yet, I will always help when I can.

Little things mean a lot without you even realising.