The Provision | They Overcame (part 2 of 4)
It had been a few months since my young husband had passed away. I certainly never imagined I would be a cancer widow at 25 years old, but I was doing as well as could be expected, I guess. Most areas of life I felt independent enough to handle. I was incredibly lonely - but able to continue on with life. One life task deeply bothered me to do alone, however, and that was anything to do with vehicle repair. It's a vulnerable feeling to now be alone in dealing with a male mechanics in a state and country not my own. For whatever reason that was when I felt the stigma of singleness the most. Hating a task doesn't make it go away, however. The plain fact was my tires were in a horrible state. Living in rural central Virginia, the long drives on deserted roads alone were clearly unsafe for me at this point. I needed tires, like yesterday. I took a deep breath, picked up the phone and resolved to deal with this unsettling task....