Some Heros Don’t Wear Capes

Some heros don’t wear capes. In fact, heros are often overlooked because they work in the shadows, don’t require credit for their efforts, and are there when no one else is.

Heros come in all shapes and sizes. They are male and female, from any corner of the world. They are often nameless and faceless. Some are recognized by their job title, some by their uniform.

Often times, we mistake someone for being a hero because of their affluence – but I find that to be terrible hero criteria.

My hero wears reflective gear and rescues stranded motorists. My hero has grease on his hands and in his hair, but he doesn’t quit until the job is done. My hero spends his days and nights  working alongside a narrow white line to get others out of a bind.

My hero is too stubborn to give up, too brave to give in, too strong to cave under pressure.

I thank God for this man every single day. It is an honor to walk through life with him, to have him by my side, to conquer, struggle, fight, work, and live together as a team.


Mr. W putting a tire on the Chevy rollback.

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It is Always Perspective

I’ve been thinking lately about marriage, and what makes a marriage good or bad.

Disclaimer: These thoughts do NOT apply to those in abusive relationships. If you are dealing with the trauma of an abusive relationship, these thoughts don’t apply and I pray you find a safe place to go and sort through and heal from everything you’ve faced.

I believe that marriage is what we make of it – as is parenting, as are our friendships, sibling relationships, and even work relationships. I’ve been thinking a lot about marriage lately, because I’m incredibly blessed to have a good relationship with my husband, and because I’m always observing and trying to learn.

I’ve learned that I can either view my spouse as someone else to pick up after (said with disdain) or as someone who I am greatly blessed to serve. We all do things for our spouses – are we doing those with grace and recognizing that serving them is an honor? Or are we allowing bitterness to take up residence in our hearts, making each task an unwanted chore?

I’m no saint – ask Mr. W and he’ll tell you that I’m not always the easiest to live with. But I do try to remember that he is my partner, not my child. I try to keep in mind that serving Mr. W isn’t a drag, but is a calling God placed on my life and a way to honor Him.

And Mr. W does so much to serve me. I pray for eyes to see every contribution, big or small, every act of kindness and selflessness. I ask God to help me remember all of the things that Mr. W does to help me day in and day out.

I know what it’s like to be unappreciated and undervalued. I know what it’s like to be cut down, to walk on eggshells, and to never be good enough. I pray I never make my precious husband feel this way. I pray that I would serve with grace, and recognize where I’m being served, lest I never say my spouse does nothing for me.


Me. W helping Princess W ride the scooter.

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On Cloud 9

(This is a three part series about our success and struggle owning our own business, and our plea for a little help to get things ironed back out. See Part 1, Part 2, Part 3. If you can help, with even a prayer and a share ,go to our GoFundMe page here:

Life was grand! 3 tow trucks and a service truck. My sweet husband, and the two guys working for us stayed pretty busy. We ran a few peaceful months – just balancing out, getting some good help in, and found out we were having another baby, too! This means 6 kids to keep out of the paperwork and grease! We rented a shop, yard, and an office, which allowed us to separate home and work a little bit. It was nice to go home, and get a tiny break from work (other than the phone…it’s always the phone.)

June 2014 saw the F450 go down and it was 3 long months before we got that truck running again. During that time, things were rocky, but it was evident that if we had another truck to run calls, we had the calls to run. They were coming in left and right and we could only get to so many at a time with just two running wreckers. So, we started looking for another wrecker, and found 2. The lending guy was certain we could get into both trucks, and we made the leap. (Insert my reservations here, but I held my breath and hoped for the best.)

We got home with the new trucks – our 2006 Chevy 6500 rollback, and our 2011 International DT466 rollback. Two weeks later the F450 was ready and we brought her home, too. Trucks are expensive, and it’s hard to keep them on the road. At this point, the repairs, down payments, and travel expenses cleaned us out. Our cash flow was keeping up but we weren’t able to put anything away for future repairs. We were counting on winter to keep us busy and let us get ahead.

This is the same time we started realizing how hard it really is to find good help and how hard it is to be a good boss. There are so many lines to watch – too friendly, not friendly enough. Too lenient, too strict. Too many days off, too many hours worked. Juggling a business and a family is such a challenge – but it’s worth it.

Don’t let me fool you as I detail all of the eye-openers. We love what we do. All day, every day, we love what we do. I love helping others and solving problems, and I have the most amazing teammate at my side to do this with. If it weren’t for his dream of owning his own wrecker service, I wouldn’t be here doing this, and that would be sad. My husband is amazing and it is an honor to stand beside him for the downs just as much as the ups.

Cloud 9 was short lived for us, we took on too much, too fast, and winter in Oklahoma never really happened. Our busy season was never really busy, and when we didn’t pick up with the change in seasons, a couple of our guys left because things were slow. We’re still fighting, still hoping, still praying for things to improve here. Lately, every day feels like I’m holding my breath hoping for a miracle. I’m going to keep hoping. Each day. Every day. The motor will get fixed in the International, and we’ll start making forward progress again.

Roadside Service Truck with Purple Lettering

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