While I certainly wouldn’t wish a giant cyst and it’s necessary surgical removal on anyone, I do wish everyone had the opportunity to experience the blessings that come from an event like this (or at least to intensely recognize the blessings surrounding them everyday). I am truly overcome with gratitude and humility. I have the best support system ever.
My mom has been here since the night before my surgery (two weeks exactly now) taking care of me and the kids….feeding us, cleaning, doing load after load of laundry, playing with the kids, driving us around…basically loving us in every possible way.
I have not cooked in two weeks and yet have eaten heartily (I take that back – I have only eaten heartily for nine days – since I was in the hospital before that – no hearty eating there). The amount of food in our house is incredible. Russ is getting spoiled…poor guy won’t know what to do when the food runs out and it’s back to me to determine and prepare what we eat. Taylor has also grown accustomed to her “church friends” coming bearing food. The one night we did not have a new meal (we needed a break to take care of some leftovers), she asked “Which of my church friends is bringing dinner tonight?” For all of us it’s a double treat because we get to see some of our favorite people AND get delicious dinners.
I love the note in a recent card from a loved one: “So, I’m southern and feel the need to feed you because that’s what we do when someone we care about is hurting.” That note included a gift card…we have received a few of those as well, so we can still eat when the meals run out. INCREDIBLE.
I received lots of beautiful flowers (and a balloon). It seemed like there was a steady stream of flower delivery people coming in. Flowers from friends, family, church people, and even the MUSC Dean’s Office (!). INCREDIBLE. I used to wonder why people sent flowers for things (other than an occasional love bouquet from your spouse), because really what do you need all those flowers for? But, man, did each arrangement bring a huge smile to my face! In the sterile white hospital room, I was surrounded by beautiful color, reminded of love and awesome people.
There were more cards than I could have dreamed
on top of the electronic love through comments here on the blog, on facebook, txt, and e-mail. I got a stack of magazines to keep my loopy brain entertained and some games to play with Taylor. I had visitors who braved the downtown craziness.
I am truly humbled by it all. It’s not that I ever doubted that I had great people in my life or that I was loved deeply by many, but I have just come to a new understanding and appreciation. I will never be the same (or at least I hope I won’t).
I will begin writing thank you notes tonight, now that I’m feeling better and hopefully won’t fall asleep as soon as the kids are in bed. I made a list of everything people had done before Sunday because Russ wanted to make sure he knew what to thank people for when he saw them on Sunday…but I added all the non-church people as well for my future note writing (since the drugs do crazy things to my memory). When I handed Russ the list, he stood there for a second with his mouth wide open – in shock by all of the acts of service we have received.
Shock. Awe. Overwhelming Gratitude.
I am grateful for all of you – for your love and support and prayers. I couldn’t have made it through without them.
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