King's Daughter's Kitchen

Yesterday I needed specific directions downtown to the state Legal Aid Office. I had looked up the address the night before on Google and Google maps and received two different results, but both were close to each other, so my mood was very confident. My gut said Google maps was right. It was.

I drove downtown through named and numbered streets, following the map on my phone. I passed 5th and 6th Streets. I stopped and parked the car around the side of a high rise that I hoped housed Legal Aid. There was no number on the outside.

I entered the building and saw a red-headed, friendly-looking young lady serving tea in the first floor café. I asked her for directions. I needed the 700 block. She said that I “was in the 900 block.” I was “on the wrong block, but that if” I “followed the hallway to” my “left, it wound through the building and would end on the other side of the block,” one block closer, out of the heat.

I contemplated going back for my car, but I decided to keep going, leg braces, cane, cup of tea, purse, and all. So I walked, and I looked. I ended the next block and returned to the first block when I realized that I had gone too far. Then, I walk-limped around that first block on the outside. I still didn’t see a name, but I saw numbers that told me the first block had to be right. Why did Café Lady say I was at 900?

Then, Thank You God, a lady who also worked in the building walked up to me carrying lunch sacks and soda cups. I said, “Excuse me, Ma’am. Could you tell me where the Legal Aid Office is?”

She said, “Sure, It’s this way.” She led me back through the first building almost to the café, where I had originally turned left an hour before. Just after the turn, in a recess in the wall, was a blue elevator. The helper lady said, “Your office is on the third floor right outside the elevator. I’m in the Oil and Gas Office over there if you need anything else.”

“Thank you so much. God bless you.” I smiled.

“You, too.” She said. She made my day.

I found the Law office. The help I needed there was very straightforward.

I am grateful for their kindness. Today, I am very sore and can hardly stand up. I’m also sunburned, but I have what I need, and I’m glad I didn’t give up.