Seriously, SO BLESSED

Seriously, so blessed is the name of a blog I read and I have to say that is exactly how I am feeling right about now. We headed to Burley for the Jr. Miss Competition on Wednesday night. Jeramy's niece was one of the participants and my sister Candace was the chairman. One of those events I don't like to miss. Jeramy drove down with me because his car was in the shop there getting fixed. He headed back to Utah about 5:00 on Thursday with the two little ones. I took the 3 oldest with me to the competition. It was way fun, however, Megan did not make the top ten which was way disappointing. Well, on with the story, we left Idaho about 9:30 and I was shooting to be home by midnight. I was about 15 miles north of Tremonton when there was a noise. I couldn't figure out what it was but I keep driving. Then it became and very loud noise from the back rear of the vehicle, almost like when you are driving on the rumble strips. I pulled over when there was a safe place only to hear the sound of air coming out of my right rear tire. As far as I could tell there was nothing hanging off the tire and seeing how I was in the middle of nothing I decided my best bet was to keep driving hoping to make it to Tremonton and a gas station where some one could help me. By now Koya was awake and complaining of the noise. I just told her to pray that we could make it to the exit. I talked to Jeramy at some point ( I was not going to call my mom, who worries, until I got to Tremonton, but she called me). Needless to say I made it to the Exit, I had 16PSI in my tire but it wasn't pulling to bad. Got the gas station and tried to find someone to help me. Once I got to the station, I tried calling someone to help without much luck. I had finally got a tow service on the line when a pickup pulled in to get gas and out jumped three men. I got brave and asked if they could help me change the flat to which they agreed. It was such a blessing. By this time my tire was totally flat and I was so grateful for their help. (Three Mormon men who were heading to Idaho for a weekend of fishing in Stanley, I know the Lord will bless their travels just as he blessed mine.)
If you can see here in the picture this was what was in my tire, at one point I am sure it was an S shape from a bungee cord.
So many blessings later we finally made it home about 1 am. Crazy night but when I stop to think of all that could of gone wrong but didn't and all that went right it was just a miracle.