Well this is a little embarrassing.
If you read the previous post, you will already know the first part of this story. So… next day scenario! Today I am scheduled to take my car (with a flat tire) into the garage: in addition to fixing the flat, the winter tires will be put on. But since the tire is flat, I call roadside assistance to put a spare tire on so that I can drive to the garage.
Service truck arrives. I have to back the car up a few feet so that J.T. can access the tire. I look at the tire pressure indicator, expecting it to be very low…but it’s showing 176 KP (190 is normal). Walking out to VIEW the tire – it hardly appears to be flat at all! It had been parked in a dip in the pavement and it looked really flat… especially since I had expected it to be flat (for the record, my husband had the same reaction).
I apologize to J.T. about the call, which proved unnecessary. He generously regales me with a story about another unnecessary call he had made, which was even more amusing. He creates a moment of human connection. Grace.
Since I have a little bit of time before the service appointment, I decide to take a little walk and run into my neighbour – the recipient of yesterday’s soup. Another happy connection. Grace.
Off to the car dealership/garage where I have agreed to meet with a salesperson who is to do an estimate on the car just in case we want to trade it in. In our meeting it comes out that he has been in a car accident the night before… and our conversation turns to the impact of this trauma, the inherent kindness of certain individuals who appear when this type of event occurs, and life’s higher purpose. We make a meaningful connection. Grace.
Then it turned out that the shuttle driver recognizes me from a tai chi class that he had tried out last year. He shares about chronic pain he has had to endure, his wistful remembrances of being strong and fit, and his attempts to quiet his perturbed mind through sitting meditation practice. No small talk here: we find connection in the deep challenges of life. Grace.
So this is my little story of how an almost, but not quite, flat tire led me into a day of connection and grace.