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Terrapin Savior – Sow The Heart: One Story at a Time
Nature And Nuture

Terrapin Savior

“There is someone you can serve and lift. You can do it wherever you are…however  you may feel.” ~ Henry Eyring

A few weeks ago on a gorgeous warm day, I walked to church at 8am. When I returned, I made breakfast and sat on the porch sipping tea and reading the compelling ending to a great book. A car pulled into the parking lot area where I live and stopped suddenly. The vehicle sat for some minutes and finally a woman got out of the car and yelled to me. “Do you think you could help me?”

“Sure,” I said, not knowing what she needed help with. I rose and walked toward the parking lot.

“Are you afraid of turtles?” she asked.

“No,” I said, “not at all. When I was a kid we used to find them in the woods and play with them.”

“Well, there’s a big turtle in the middle of road in front of my car, and I don’t want to run over it. Do you think you could pick it up and move it?”

“Sure,” I said gently picking the big turtle up, remarking it was heavier than it appeared.  I didn’t think it was a snapping turtle but I didn’t think it was a boxing turtle due to the shape, texture, markings and size of the shell. Perhaps, a terrapin?

I carried the turtle through the parking lot, across the road, across a wide span of grass and put it down facing the  edge of the woods.”

The lady thanked me over and over again, saying I was brave to pick it up. You were my “Sunday Savior,” she said.

“No problem,” I said. She got in the car and drove slowly off.  I sat back down on the porch and continued reading my book ( FYI – Where the Crawdads Sing –highly recommended!) When I came to the end of the story about an hour later, I looked up, and lo and behold, there was the terrapin right there in front of my eyes, about two yards from where I was sitting. I could tell by one yellow dot on its shell it was the same fellow. The way turtles move at a snail’s pace, I would have thought the reptile would have taken much longer to travel the distance! And why and how had it found it’s way back to me? Go figure.

Reader, what are your thoughts about the implications of this narrative? I am grasping for words to finish this story……




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