A story on kindness and being happy

I have been trying to go online to publish this. Here goes. I like slogans and many prove there are good ideas out there from these sayings. One I found that I like is “do not wait for the storm to come, enjoy the sunshine while it is there.” I find that this blizzard we had here last week and it dumped 30.8 inches on our driveways and streets and closed down some doctors’ offices, all the schools and several malls. Their employees could not get out of their homes due to unplowed streets or that the plow driver of the machine forced high snow heights and kept the people from getting out of their driveways. We had it happen to us and our snow person came back later when I called him , we were stuck and he had gotten rid of the 30.8 inches it chose our area and probably the whole East Coast. I have a friend who lives in Portland, Maine formerly from here; he says we are wimps because we get frantic with these amounts. They have one large storm after the other and so be it for him. When I worked in an accounting department in 1952, there was a blizzard of this kind, maybe only 20 inches total. They dismissed us, there were no buses running, and I started to walk to where maybe a bus would come by. We did not in those days have constant warnings of the impending storms for a week in advance. I went to work not knowing of this horrible storm approaching. So thank God, I had on flat shoes and not high heels like young girls wore to work in those days. I had no gloves, a long coat as we wore then for our winter coats, not these short to the waist or higher up as is worn now. Afterwards, my brother calculated I had walked 9 miles in a blowing snow, cold, scared as I was not walking in the greatest of areas. No one bothered to ask to give a ride to us ; another girl and I who were walking together. We would have taken a ride from almost anybody. We finally got to a main street and a bus came by and took us to our near home area. Then I had to walk another 3 blocks and there was Mom waiting for me at the bus stop, all bundled up and carrying an umbrella to keep the snow off of her. Never in the world would I have thought she would do that. I had called her that I was leaving and it might take me hours to come home. Somehow, a mother know when their child is in desperation mode and she had walked up there about two hours after my call to await her baby girl arrive safely home. The nine miles took me about two hours and the bus ride about 40 minutes. Mom must have waited at least an hour for a bus with me on it. We walked home and never did home seem so sweet as that moment, I stepped in the doorway. It took me hours to warm up and I did not go to work the following two days. The title of this is story is do not wait for a storm to come, enjoy the sunshine. There was no sunshine that day and I should have waited for the storm and not go to work and wound up with a horrendous experience. There is a poem that states “do not lose a day, it will be a day lost.” I lost that day and I surely did not ever miss it. I once was stuck in an elevator and from then I only rode an elevator if I had another person there. Why? You ask, because you feel safer rather than be alone. One day, I rode up with a bunch of people and they got off on floor two, I was alone, panic gripped me. A lady stepped in just then and she had on a wedding band, plainly dressed, sweet face and she and I chatted. I told her of my fear of being stuck and she said she would ride up with me to my floor and come back down to her floor of this 5 floors building She told me she had an elevator in her home, so she was never afraid. I thought, my what a rich lady, having an elevator in her home. She then told me she lives in a convent and they have an elevator for the aging nuns. I told her that I appreciated it and I felt like I was riding with her, a person of God and that I felt for those moments, I was taking a ride up to God (while still alive) because she was my angel for those happenings and she was with me. She was thrilled and I also quoted from the New Testament, John, “ blessed are the peacemakers, for they are the children of God.” I said to her “you are my angel and a peacemaker in my life and I shall never forget you.” She had tears in her eyes and so did I. The sunshine came out the next day and I did not have to wait for a storm again for a long time So this was not a day lost, it was a day found in an elevator. elita sohmer clayman February 6, 2016