Signs

If you know me,you know  that I’m the one who screams “It’s a Sign” whenever something happens. Well, I believe in signs and I know I am not the only one even if sometimes we try to make ourselves think otherwise maybe because we are afraid we could be right, we are afraid of others’ judgements, or we don’t accept the fact that the Universe communicates with us.

This “Sign thing” like my family members call it caused a lot of head shakings, weird glances, smirks and weird comments. But I’m going to tell you a story and, trust me, after that night they all accepted my “Sign thing”

It happened the previous summer. When I was living in Haiti, we used to go to Jacmel every week-end, Carnival, Christmas, Easter… But my dad decided to rent the house so for two years, we had to stay at the hotel or in Port- Au- Prince or we travelled to the States. These are just details, now back to the story.

So I have three cousins who are currently in Haïti. We always wanted to go to Jacmel together but we never had the chance. That summer, they were all at my house in Pétion- Ville and my dad decided to go there. I was super excited even though we went there twice at the beginning of the year; without even thinking I told the oldest to call her dad. One of them said they always wanted to go there but they never had the opportunity I immediately felt bad because I was imagining them leaving and us going there, then I smiled and told her to create the opportunity. She said her father wouldn’t answer her  calls, I was literally losing my patience so I screamed ” Then send him a text! We are in 2016 for God’s sake ! ” She did so and he said yes. Next thing you know, we were packing for our trip the next day.

We left the house around one in the afternoon. * It’s easier to go early in the morning or late in the afternoon to avoid traffic but we took the chance. Around three, we were in a traffic in Fontamara two hours passed and we were still stuck in traffic so we stopped the cars, turned on the radios, blasting Sweet Micky joking and drinking Rhum Barbancourt that’s when I said that it was a Sign not to go but nobody paid attention as always. Finally, around eleven at night, we were near Le Lambi night club which is like one hour from home but my dad couldn’t see one of my brothers who was driving another car with two of my cousins and my little brother. I was in another car with mommy my dad my cousin and my sister. So my dad called them and my brother who was driving told him that the tire broke (Oops) and I laughed causing a glance from my mother ( I tend to laugh when it is not too wise to do so.) Mind you, my dad was furious he was cursing and stuff… But I told them to stay calm because a few days after, we would talk about this and laugh so, what’s the point of getting mad?

Again,I told them that it was a Sign they told me to be quiet and I don’t like being told  what to do so I whispered it for self satisfactory purposes. My dad tried to fix the tire but he broke the tool, still mad at the poor guy, he tried again and broke something else ( it’s a Sign for God’s sake! people, listen to me for once ). After a few calls, someone came to pick the car and drove it to a gas station nearby so we had to put our bags, comforters and pillows in one car. The oldest of the sisters was in the front seat, my brother, the two others and mommy were in the backseat. My little brother and sister and I were in the trunk sitting on the comforter mommy put for us since we could not unfold the seats. My dad still wanted to go to Jacmel and I thought that was insane, I know and deep inside, I prayed to God for another sign because 1- I couldn’t stop laughing at my little cousin, and I was imagining the car bending 2- Only another sign could save us. So we had to make a turn and of course the car was heavy I saw my dad’s face in the mirror trying to turn and I started laughing so loud even my mom smiled and my sister started laughing too (it’s always like that between us). My dad finally decided to go home. OUF!

I could not stop laughing because of the way my little cousin’s head was moving every time the car bounced on the road and my little brother was trying to do it too so it was hilarious! By the time we were reaching Canapé- vert I was grinning imagining the car sliding down the hill. I tried to be serious then my dad asked “what if one of you fart?” And we all bursted in laughter.

We got home around one in the morning and my dad was like, “there are things that happen in life and you have to be smart enough to understand the Signs”… I went straight to bed,shocked.

*This is not about the Signs but I wanted to share the rest of the story with you guys.

So the next morning, my dad went out with my brothers, so they could buy another tire and fix the broken other one. I was thinking about one thing, Jacmel. By noon, we were all set, but this time I decided to be comfy by myself in the trunk eating Raisin Bran and blasting music ready to hit the road!