Downtown, 9:51 AM, first snow of the year. LOT FULL read the electronic screen on the parking kiosk. Absurd for this time of day, this part of town.
With nine minutes to make a meeting with the Very Expensive Lawyer, and cars backing up behind me, I just stared at the message.
Almost immediately a Parking Security Services car pulled up. Three burly gentlemen piled out. One quickly notified me he would check for any parking spaces in the nine level structure. Another addressed the cars behind me.
Within two minutes, the first gentleman reappeared, waiving me in the gate, yes, there is one space in the basement level. I located the well-lit space two levels down and parked. Relieved.
Sometimes things are not what they seem, and sometimes, help arrives, unbidden, when you need it the most.
Tomorrow, 9:00 AM, divorce and custody trial. Big, bad, and decidedly ugly. Things are not looking my way. My sincere gratitude for thoughts, prayers, or wishes on behalf of my children, and me.
Shouldn't...but Do 
time of trial has come and likely passed.
candles were lit, prayers said, thoughts sent on your behalf
time of trial has come and likely passed.
you are still here, still loved, still needed by children and friends.
Goddess grant your trial was successful …
the best for boys and mother prevailed.
but regardless:
time of trial has come and likely passed.
you are still here, still loved, still needed by children and friends.
… and there will be a tomorrow.
W.