Interstate Happenings

The end of a long exhausting day... driving 4 hours there and 4 hours home from my mother's burial, visiting with a friend's family who experienced the death of their loved one two days after my mother and being held hostage in a van with my four children who all decided that I wasn't experiencing enough stress and needed to do the "drive my mother crazy dance". Well, surely I needed something good to end that day and lo and behold I never could have imagined that it would happen in the way it did. On the last leg of the trip the left lane going onto a bridge was closed... My husband merged our 15 passenger van(enough seats for each kid to have their own)into the right lane, then watched as car after car zipped on by not even attempting to merge. Being very tired and not wanting to wait while more inconsiderate jerks advanced and merged further up, my husband zipped "the bus" back into the left lane blocking the way, that lasted for about three cars before new arrivals decided to one up him and use the breakdown lane to surpass us. The black pick up truck that was in front of us in the right lane, quickly got out of the lane and blocked the breakdown lane and the car behind us did the same in the right breakdown lane. The three of us advanced with the moving traffic, staying bumper to bumper so that no one could squeeze past. It was absolutely brilliant and never would have worked without the three of us working together. A few minutes after getting onto the bridge we passed the black truck and each gave the thumbs up. The truck driver was a young guy in his Navy uniform on his way home. What a powerful moment of community us three against the oncoming traffic!