I always thought I was an independent female of sound mind and sound reason. However it has come to my attention how much you can depend on one person. Mind you, this person is my life partner.
My partner has gone off to another province to work and I broke the truck. Okay, okay, I have a habit of losing my keys, locking keys inside the truck, and having the truck break down on me.
However, this time I broke the seat. Which you never realize how important it is until you seat is locked up to the wheel of the truck… it’s been a week and a half and he is still gone.
I was going to a mechanic to get it fixed. However, the last time I did this, the mechanic broke the truck even more and my life partner has never let me live it down.
However, instead of getting it fixed, I am still driving my truck like this. Then, boom!
A magical fairy in the name of his brother came and fixed it in 5 minutes.
In reflection, I wonder if it is the strong independent woman in me that refused to ask for help when help was so freely given.
The Pamela Vang 