my life is a gift, much like a couch

I’ve probably watched these videos once a day since the incident. Let me set the scene for y’all -it’s a story long, but one we will never forget.

Early December 2019......

Me: Thinks to self, how cozy it will be when we can finally get a couch in this upstairs room.

Ponders with self, hope someday we get Nana’s couch, I’ve always loved that couch and I love it more cause it is my Nana’s and she’s one of my favorite people.

Approximately one week later......iPhone text alert incoming from Nana: “Would you like to have my sofa?

”Outgoing text to Joshua: “Baby I’m going to say yes to something and we will make it work? Ok?

”Outgoing text to Nana: “I would, yes!

”Incoming text from Joshua: “ok”

Outgoing text to Joshua: “Nana asked if we want her sofa. And I’ve wanted it since the day she got it and well it’s my Nana, Please”

Incoming text from Joshua: “ok babe”

Incoming text from Nana: “you can get it anytime”

At this time we already had plans to be in Illinois to see family for Christmas so this is it, we gotta figure out bringing a couch home.

As the weekend goes by, we get measurements of the couch, measure the bed of the truck. Couch won’t fit. Joshua is at the farm, checks Mr. H’s trailer and it will fit.

I head out pick Joshua and the trailer up at the farm and off to Nana’s we go. Visit awhile and decide to try and move this couch out (bigger than I thought). Approaching elevator (my mom says it fit coming up) what I didn’t realize is she said it “just did fit” meaning fit but not easy 😬Well we couldn’t fit it.

Joshua said to the stairs.

So down the steep front stairs into the lobby (while apparently a Christmas program was going on).

Outgoing text to mom: “We took it down the stairs. They were all up front watching”

Incoming text from mom: “OMG!!! YOU WENT DOWN THE FRONT STEPS???”

Outgoing text to mom: “What other steps are there?!”

Incoming text from mom: “Right next to the elevator and they go out to the loading area”

Outgoing text to mom: “Well we were a part of a Christmas program”

Drive home safe and sound- tired so we leave the unloading of the couch until the next day..........After all that, here is where life went wrong.....While the couch comes out of the trailer and into the house easily -we quickly see the error of my ways.

It’s just so large.

But I know my heart, I know my connection with the universe and I know this gift wouldn’t have been given to me if it wasn’t possible to fit where I wanted it.

I trusted in that. Recently I’ve had bouts of moments asking why am I struggling trusting myself, trusting my intuition. In this day I stood firm knowing it was a puzzle but trusting that I knew it would fit.

We removed the legs, not substantial but gave us some additional room. We just have to figure out the one right way to twist, turn, hold our tongues and lean this thing through the doorway to go up the stairs.

And there it sat. Up on end. In the hallway. Staring at a doorway it didn’t seem possible it was going to go through as there is a wall directly across from the door not allowing much for wiggle room.

So we took a break. Decided to drink. It was 10am. And then is when I had a breakdown -of the best kind. I’m not sure if I was crying so hard I laughed or laughed so hard I cried. But I was full on crying and laughing and drinking at 10am.

So these videos I had to message my mom I kept thinking if only the closet was right across from the stairs we could have that room to tilt the couch just a smidgen more....finally I spoke up, I said to Joshua these thoughts and we decided to try utilizing the closet even offset.... and boom! 💥 suddenly it was going up (high rate of speed) he said wait slow down (maybe I was running).

And that ladies and gents, is a story of how “ask and ye shall receive”.......if you’re open to it.......I’d been asking of myself to lean more into me, trust more in me, listen more to me.

And I’d been asking for a couch, a specific couch at that.

Not only did I get a couch, that did fit, but I got the journey with the couch beginning to end as a gift.

A gift I asked for.

That came wrapped not in paper or bows,but in fun, laughter and woes.

Someone knew I needed for all of it, and magically it all came with a couch.

Sometimes we just have to allow ourselves to show up, true to self, and receive.

Take good care and travel safe,

Sami