This week was a reminder for me of how much I appreciate my family and I found myself wishing I showed them more often that I do. I was down with the flu this week and I mean down, as in too weak to get out of bed, unable to keep anything down, and barely enough energy to take a shower. Not that there's ever a great week to be sick but this one was really inconvenient. Steve and I were hosting a dinner for 12 on Thursday night and everything we made (except the salad) was from scratch and time consuming. I had done some prep work Tuesday night which was foresight I hadn't planned. Steve ended up
This morning my mom stopped by to pick up my ironing and brought chicken noodle soup. I am overwhelmed as I sit here for the 4th day, finally feeling much better. Thank you is not enough yet that's all I have to give because they won't take anything else. For both my mom and Shiela, this is a gift they have -- to really think of others when they're down and bring meals or pick up but it's not a gift I have. For me to do this take real effort and thought. It doesn't mean I don't have to do it, it just means I must try harder.
So I humbly say thanks and publicly profess that my family is very special to me. It's not much but it's something.
No comments:
Post a Comment