Yesterday I wrote of gratitude and blessings. And also of Divine Protection.
Something happened last night. An upsetting thing. But another has said perhaps on the whole it was a blessing in disguise? Or perhaps I manifested it? Or even more perhaps, Ross and my teams made it happen?
Our house was egged. This was the second time. The first was July 18, 2024. This is a high-school thing. And since Anthony has long since graduated I was concerned about the motive and why our house would be targeted. Especially since last night was the end of the Thanksgiving break...
I have been on high alert, high stress for quite some time now, regarding the house. There were a lot of repairs, expensive ones, that needed to be done to the outside of the house over the past year. Just the other day I breathed a huge sigh of relief thinking that the episode that started with the egging in 2024 was over. Anthony is almost graduated from college. At the time I bought a power washer after our neighbor loaned us theirs to clean the mess. But I didn't know how to find or install additional cameras.
Did thinking of the egging trigger a blip in the Universe, to manifest the egging because if we think of it then it happens?
I don't know. I sure hope not.
But, Anthony had been away at school due to finals being soon. He had spent Thanksgiving away with his father, who lives closer. I had found some wonderful blueberry brioche on the discount shelf and been enjoying them. I'd wanted him to enjoy them too. I missed him.
Then, last night, for dinner, I had eggs and waffles, breakfast for dinner!
I heard the noises. I looked out the window after being woken up. I couldn't see anything or any car or any person. But I called Anthony, thankfully he was up.
He offered to drive down and I said no, don't worry, keep up with your studies I will take care of it in the morning.
Instead he had the sheriffs come check on the damage and console me. They said since there's no permanent damage it's only an incident. They laughed because it appeared that the offenders had thrown sandwiches in addition to eggs. It was very peculiar. They suggested new security cameras and said where to install them. I accepted their offer to do checks on the place when they are in the area.
And Anthony drove to help. In the middle of the night we were assembling that pressure washer, and getting the eggs, the slices of American cheese, and the cheesecake off my car and the house. We worked well as a team and quickly the evidence was gone after we had filmed it.
Lo and behold, today, I served the blueberry brioche to my son at a late breakfast. Then we went to Costco and found the cameras. In addition, Anthony found his Christmas gift (he's going to use it for finals), and I found a tree, actually two, one in a pot and one just a mini tree in a stand for twenty-five dollars. I even got a Stitch holiday statue thing. We had lunch at Costco, cheese pizza.
Then we installed it. Again, it wasn't easy but we worked well as a team.
Was this event an attack?
Was this event a way for me to see how much I am loved and protected?
Was this a blessing in disguise, a way for me to enjoy a little more company with my son?
The people who did it were so angry that eggs flew over the house into the back yard. I felt the anger. I am perplexed why after the first time it would happen again? Anthony thinks he knows who it is. And that these are rich kids who live in the shadow of their older siblings who have no concept of how much damage and trouble their 'fun' causes.
I do not know the exact meaning of these events.
I do know all I can control is my reaction. And Anthony said it was good how I handled it. It would have been easy to lose my cool. But I didn't. I just helped solve the problem the best I could.
Ross
Carla had to overcome her fear. Being woken up in the middle of the night is no picnic. Perhaps I might suggest, that for her in this situation it was a little of both? (he gestures with hands and fingers coming together) Sometimes the stars align for the benefit of everyone. Even when things are presented in the less optimal ways.
I want you to remember this next time when sudden unanticipated things happen to you.
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Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,
Ross and Carla
The Couple who are in need of some sleep
