So lets fast forward to us crossing the border back into the USA. I wasn't wearing my blackberry like I normally do because I had turned it off so I wouldn't have international fee's while in Canada. We had just crossed the border back into Michigan and stopped at the Wadham's exit that my family has made a habit of visiting for food and Gas on the way to and from Canada over the years.
Remember my mom is a Canadian citizen I was born there but now am a U.S. Citizen. So we have gone back and forth many times over my 26 years of life.
Well back to my Blackberry. We had gotten gas and food. Then as soon as I got in the car, and we pulled out onto the road I said.. "where's my phone?" I couldn't find it. My dad asks if he should stop before he gets on the freeway. I told him no we would find it. Well we didn't. He pulled over on the side of the first exit we came to. The 4 of us (my parents, Ben and I) stood outside in the freezing cold, with flurries digging through the vehicle. There was no blackberry in that car.
So my kind father decides to turn around to see if it fell out when we stopped for gas.
I remember that there was an empty Dorito's bag on the floor that wasn't there anymore. Ben threw it out. So as I get out at the gas station and proceed to ask the clerk if anyone has turned in a cell phone my husband is digging through the trash next to a guy that is pumping his car full of gas. As you could probably guess my phone somehow got into the empty Doritos bag and was thrown out.
My first response was "how could he not feel the weight of my phone in that bag?" "Wouldn't someone check why an "empty" chip bag weighed so much?" It was my phone and its case so there was some weight to it. My first reaction was to blame my husband for throwing out the bag. But I caught myself short, I thanked him for digging through the trash and finding it. I thanked my dad for turning around for me.
A few years ago the anger I felt toward myself for losing my phone would have been projected onto everyone else but me. I would have cried, possibly yelled and for sure blamed. But I can say proudly that I said: "It was my fault" "I'm sorry" "Thank you". Being a pretty stubborn person coming from stubborn parents its a big deal to say those 4 words. "It was my fault".
How did my phone get into the Dorito's bag? I'll never know. It obviously slid in there somehow. I'm just thankful we found it!
I've grown a lot in the last couple years of my life. I've had some huge life changes and difficult times. God has used it to mature me in every aspect of my life. If you knew me 2-3 years ago i'm a different person now than I was then. I hope a year from now I can say that i'm a different/better person than I am today.
Because if you know me, you know i'm not perfect, and never will be. But with God's help we all can improve a little bit each day!
Thank you to my parents for raising me to be independent & stubborn. Thank you for introducing me to Jesus so that He could help me when those qualities get me into trouble. I would not be where I am today without you, and I am very happy with where I am today.
Thank you Ben my loving, forgiving, and patient husband. Not every husband would dig through the trash for their forgetful wife!
