What Does It Take To Make You a Believer?

It's no secret that Val believes in karma. And in PENNIES FROM HEAVEN. And in ladybug visits when her deceased mother is wanting her presence know. Go ahead and pooh-pooh Val all you want. Cut eyes at each other, and twirl your crazy finger near your temple. It's okay. I believe what I believe. You don't have to.

Thursday afternoon, The Pony and I had a tiff. A tiff by text. It came out of the blue. We were joking around when he left on an errand, it being his day off from work. Right before I left the house, I read a text from him that really upset me. HE SITS UPON A THRONE OF LIES! Oh, wait. That was the fake Santa in the movie ELF. Anyhoo... by the time I got to the end of the driveway, the tears were flowing. I tried to compose myself by the time I got back to T-Hoe with the mail. No good can come of driving with obscured vision.

Dang it! The minute I pulled onto the blacktop county road, a bug was buzzing my head. Darn fly! Of course it snuck in as I climbed up in T-Hoe. I didn't have the window down, and I closed the door when walking across the road to EmBee. I was about to put the windows down and try to get it out when that bug lit on my left forearm.

IT WAS A LADYBUG!

I haven't seen a ladybug in months and months. Maybe in a year or more. But at this moment when I was having a pity party with my hurt feelings, a ladybug came to my rescue. When I got to the field where the professional dog used to guard the sheep, I pulled off on their gravel road by their gate. I tried to get a picture of the ladybug. It was pacing back and forth on my window. My stupid phone wouldn't focus, no matter how much I tried to zoom in and stay with it. The phone wanted a picture of the field where I saw that little stray pup that turned out to be a coyote!

 

Well. That picture just wouldn't do. I knew it was a ladybug, but it's hard to recognize. I got back on the road, and stopped by the cemetery for my weekly visit. I've missed a week, because there was a funeral last week. As I sat there for my drive-thru chat, the ladybug lit on the window again. I tried to pick it up, to set it on the dashboard for a photo op, but it fell down in the window slot! Welp! That's that!

But wait! It crawled back up, and sat on the window, almost posing. Not pacing. I tilted my phone to shoot down along the window, trying to get that darn camera to stop focusing on the background.

How cool is THAT??? Looks like it's underwater, in a bubble, but it's just the reflection.

 

And another. Like doing pushups mirroring another ladybug!

This really lifted my spirits. A ladybug just for me! I drove on. I didn't notice it again. Maybe it flew out when I mailed my letter to Genius, or when I got out for gas or scratchers.

Oh, at my first stop, I found a PENNY!. And at my second stop, I found a DIME! Some people would find those finds to be quite the coincidences. I, myself, do not.

Everything happens for a reason.

Consider The Pony's misfortune on his way home... that's a story for another day.