Sigh....The Things I Do....

Today I went looking for my mother.

Out on the roads of Southern Lancaster County.

But it is not what you think.

She is not losing her mind.

She is not in need.

Mom was working to help Jonathan

learn to drive.  

They had been gone for approximately

two hours and their stated destination was about

twenty minutes from our home.

Given the fact that Mom had intended to 

have Jonathan pick up our cell phone....

and he hadn't....

and that the gas gauge on that car doesn't 

work I was beginning to worry.

I tried not to worry.

Really, I did.

But it was such a hot day.

In my mind's eye I could just imagine them

stranded on the edge of a hot field.

No one around.

Sweating.

Suffering.

Then my mind went to the moments as 

Jonathan, Chelsea and I went 

bumping off the road and into a field

a few months ago....

but then my mind went further and pictured

the steep drop offs that I knew they would

encounter on their way to the park.  

What if they were down one of those?

What if no one had seen it happen?

Someone needed to care...

someone needed to look!

That was it. 

After leaving a note on the kitchen counter

instructing Jonathan to call us if they returned

before we did,

Chelsea and I climbed in the car.

She, offering to drive....

since she has the permit now

and everything....

I, however, was already too nerved up 

with my self induced stress.

So taking the roads I expected they 

had taken we headed off.

We arrived at the park I knew they 

were headed to.

No Mom.

No Jonathan.

We headed back toward home.

On the way we decided that we should probably

pick up a few things at the local grocery store.

As we pulled into the parking lot I scanned it for 

their car.  Perhaps they had stopped for lunch.

The pizza shop is pretty good here.

However there was no sign of them.

So, into the grocery we went.

No sooner were we in the door than 

the cell phone rang.

Jonathan was letting me know they were

safely at home.

I asked where they had been.

He was very matter of fact as he stated 

that they had stopped off for pizza.

Yes, at the very pizza shop I had just investigated.

They had left not fifteen minutes before.

So funny.

We were so close to discovering them.

Oh well, all that matters is that they 

were totally fine.

Thanks Mom for taking Jonathan out

on the big scary roads...

and the little tiny curvy ones too.