It's been over 24 hours since the snow stopped coming down, but the roads are still a mess. Luckily, I can handle it (not always the case). Tonight as I was trying to get Winona to basketball practice, the car in front of me could not make it down the icy road. The poor driver tried to go, but her wheels just spun and spun.
I waited a moment thinking that someone would come to her rescue (the road was basically a parking lot). I was wrong. I hopped out of my car and began to push her vehicle in hopes of helping this young girl who was trying to get home.
I was so proud that I was able to help her. As she began to drive, I got back in my car and slowly made my way down the road to only see her stopped once again. Since I was still in Superwoman mode I began to push her car once again. This time I couldn't free her. She was on a patch of ice and I was slipping as I tried to push her car that wouldn't budge. Eventually, she got going on her own.
I'm pleased that I was physically able to help this girl, but I couldn't help but wonder why wouldn't anyone help me push the car when I couldn't free her on my own. Offering a helping hand only takes a couple minutes out of your day and most people really appreciate it. Sure, Winona ended up being late to practice, but it was the right thing to do.
I now have the physical abilities to help others. I can't find any reason that justifies looking the other way, so I ask that when you see someone in need, no matter how busy you are, take a moment to give a helping hand.