Pay It Forward
The other name for pay it forward is karma and yes, there is a bank of karma, and you best have enough chits in it. Lately, I’ve had such an outpouring of manna from heaven and I feel first, lucky, and second, that I deserve it. A friend was over at my house for a meeting on Sunday, she said I have a cabinet, I said I need a cabinet – next thing you know there are movers and a cabinet to install in our European kitchen we are adding to the LaLa.
Today on the way home from taking Tin to school on Louisiana Avenue, there was a dog in the middle of the road. A pit bull. He wouldn’t budge. I honked to get the car coming in the right lane to stop – she stopped. Then on the shoulder another truck stopped. Everyone was telling the dog to get out of the road. The men came out of the car repair shop and told the dog to get out of the road. Finally I got out of my car and the dog came up to me wagging its tail and wanting love. He followed me to the sidewalk and the car repair guys said that he had been hanging around the last few days, in the road. The other truck driver said, “Seeing this a lot, people can’t afford their dogs anymore and letting them loose.” I said, “Don’t look at me, I have two dogs, two cats, and a two year old – TOO MANY.” But the dog wouldn’t leave my side and was wagging his tail.
Another truck stopped, and he said do you know whose dog that is and I said yours. He said it looks like a good dog. And I laughed, he is a good dog and today is his and your lucky day. I kept petting the dog while he made a leash and then came and pet him himself. Then he put him in the car and everyone drove off with a smile on their face. Some good is going to come to that dog. He was a sweetie.
It made me think about my dogs that have been driving me batty – Loca dug up my side and back yard. Grrrr. She was six months old when someone let her out of a car in front of Swirl. And there she was and there I was and now that is four years later. She hasn’t changed much – she’s smart as hell and crazy as a loon. But she’s mine. Whatyagonnado?
I told a friend that I just said yes to the universe and that I was ready to receive and wham, bam thank you mam, the universe started spinning good things my way at such a velocity it has made my head spin. She said that she told her children while they were growing up that every time she thought it was the end of the world, the universe provided. Good to keep in mind.