Tonight, Ashling would not get into the car. She usually jumps right in with little or no hesitation. But not tonight. She did not want to get into the car. So we tried again. A few more attempts, and she just didn’t want to get in. So we took a little walk away from the car, and tried again. This time she hesitated, but then jumped in. Moments later we pull onto a major road and we see, just ahead, first one, then another, then another, then a fourth deer, running across the road, probably exactly where Ashling and I would have been had she jumped right into the car.

I am reminded that everything happens for a reason.

I am humbled, and grateful.