Friday night, Kev and I went out to supper and our conversation there and on the way home revolved around if we should buy a new tractor, and what we were going to do about our narrow, scary driveway, and the snow. As we pulled into the drive, both of us instantly stopped talking, and I know both our jaws dropped.
Looking down the drive, it was wider, much wider than it was when we left at 7:40 in the morning. Some kind soul came by in a large tractor and widened our drive. They then continued in and pushed through our path, widening it and even left a couple of spots for us to push snow if necessary.
We have no earthly idea who was kind enough to help us out. We guess it has to be one of our neighbors, or someone who drove by and either saw Kev struggling, or saw how narrow our drive was. Now, who would ever think that someone could be as excited as we were seeing our drive wider than 6 feet? But we were. We were tickled "white!" We were estatic! We were like kids at Christmas! We kept asking our selves, "Who did it? When did they do it? Wow, I can't believe someone helped up out!" "Could it have been M? Nope, he doesn't have that big of a tractor." "Could it have been V? Don't know, maybe." "Could it have been the C family? Maybe, they do have a tractor." "Wow, this is super nice!"
We've still got a ton of snow, but we had a wider drive. So much stress left immediately. So much gratitude filled our hearts. Thank you to whomever took a few minutes and dug us out.
Of course it snowed again all day Saturday. We got another 8 inches. And, it drifted some, but it was so much easier for Kevin to cope with because:
- The drive wasn't completely drifted shut.
- The drive was already wider than we'd have ever been able to do.
- We had somewhere to pile snow again.
This random act of kindness was greatly appreciated. Thank you mystery snow pusher. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts.
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