It’s Fat Thursday in Poland

I met a man this morning. He scared the crap out of me. πŸ˜€

I was sitting in my ice cold car at 8:15 am, waiting for it to warm up and for teenagers to join me. I promised I’d drive them to their school this morning because Sonja had a late practice last night and didn’t get to bed till midnight. Their school is a French Immersion high school and 10+ km away (6.2 miles). The public transit gets them there but it’s a looooong bus ride … If the bus is on time and stops to pick them up (sometimes the bus is full and leaves them standing there).

google maps distance in time from the kids’ home to their school

Note: that 17 min by car is a big fat lie. πŸ™„

Some of you know that morning is my writing time. But I don’t live with my kids full-time, so when I’m visiting, I sometimes interrupt my own activities to support them by offering rides and homemade lunches. I show love this way… πŸ™‚

So I’m sitting in the car waiting for kids when suddenly, there’s a loud knock on my window.

I almost dropped my phone.

My son had just exited the house and was standing on the steps staring at me in the car. I turned my head toward the knocking and saw a friendly looking guy, heavily bundled up in outdoor construction clothing, smiling at me. He was holding a box in his hands.

Instinctively I knew he was one of the roofers. They’ve been putting new shingles on two homes across the street.

I opened the car door and stared at the man.

“Hi,” I said.

As he handed me the box, simultaneously lifting the cover, he said:

“Here! These are for you!”

Donuts 🍩

At first I was speechless. I thanked him after a moment and then asked him why he was giving me donuts.

He said something about a Polish celebration that I didn’t quite catch, so I googled it.

How cool is that? πŸ˜€

These roofer and construction guys have seen me schlep kids… They park their vehicles in front of our driveway…

Part of me thought the reason they’re giving me two donuts is because they know I have two kids…

But what if I keep them for myself? πŸ˜›

Anyway, there is another lesson in this little incident which I will write about later. One that relates to the mysteries of the universe, synchronicity and messages from the heart. More later.

See you in the comments. πŸ’•

30 thoughts on “It’s Fat Thursday in Poland

      1. Here’s what you do:

        Whenever you have a tiny moment of no pain or no drama you take that moment and celebrate it. Wish fulfilled.

        Next time, the moment is going to last longer. πŸ˜€

        Feel free to throw this in my face next time I need it. πŸ˜›

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