Counting Blessings

About 2 months ago we left one night after I got off work to head up north for Curtis' uncles funeral. I had dozed off when Curt unfortunately hit a deer. :(. He pretty much had no choice. There was a semi on one side and a median on the other. We were lucky in that no one was hurt, we were able to pull off to the shoulder, and we were right by the Fillmore exit. We were unlucky that the van would go no further and that it was midnight. We sat there and made some phone calls and woke some family up trying to figure out what to do. My Dad was able to get hold of his friend Mark Gentry who lives in and has a shop in Fillmore. He was able to get a tow truck for us and take us to a motel and our van to his shop. We slept the night there and then the next morning Curtis arranged for a trailer from a guy he works with and my dad was able to bring it up and pick up all of us and our van and take us home. We were unable to make the funeral and our van was pretty messed up but we really did feel blessed. VERY thankful for my dad and his help! Today our van is all fixed and better than before and we will continue to count our blessings.