Last Thursday after work we got home and loaded up our Dodge Stratus for the trip to Louisiana. We purchased a car top carrier to put all the bags in it so Chelsea, Charity and Chase could fold down the back seats and stretch out and sleep during the night. Just as we left Indianapolis it started to rain. It rained solid and heavy for the next 16 hours as we struggled to stay awake and drive to Shreveport. We stopped around 9am in Little rock Arkansas for breakfast at MacDonald’s and found that a Tornado had passed about ½ a mile from where we were during the night and had wiped out a Trailer Park. I drove until almost Texarkana and then Debbie drove. Just after we got off of interstate 30 and started heading south toward Shreveport, the Low Fuel light came on. We had never traveled this road before and so we didn’t know how far it was to the next gas station. Only Debbie, Chase and I were awake and when I dozed off Chase told Debbie, “Well it’s just you and me now MOM!” He was so worried and watching that fuel gauge. I woke up again and every time we thought we had found a gas station it was closed and all dried up. We could see pumping oil wells all around us, but NO GAS! 10, 20 , 30 miles we were getting nervous. Finally we saw a stop light and thought surely there would be something there. We were in Ida Arkansas and we found a Real Gas Station! What a relief! Chase exclaimed “It’s a Christmas Miracle!” We knew we could make it on in to Papa and Grandma's now.
It doesn't matter what month it is. We all need a good ole Christmas Miracle every now and then.
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