*I have had this post to write for at least a month, and I know I will not write it as well as I should but I feel the need to put this into some clumsy words.*
I am overwhelmed. Absolutely overwhelmed with all the things that have happened to me in the last month. But I have also been overwhelmed in another way. As soon as I made it known that I was in the hospital, the offers of help came immediately, but not just offers, DOING. My friends, school community, parish, just everyone. Help in the form of prayers and actions.
After I was admitted to the hospital, I had visitors (who arrived without announcement, saying that I would have said no if they asked first. I think they just may have been right). Two friends bearing gifts (which still make me cry) and encouragement and joy from their company. A visit from our parish priest who brought Jesus to me in absolution, anointing and the Eucharist. Another couple from the Knights of Columbus, coming to the hospital for their own issues, made an effort to come and see me because they heard I was there. My sister came at least twice with plenty of hospital needs: dry shampoo, ear plugs. :) My sister-in-law and sweet nephew came with smiles, singing (oh yes, he sings!) and comfort gifts. She then proceeded to set up a meal train for our family (the second offer of the day!). It is put up on the facebook website for the School parents, and is filled by some ladies I have never even met! (trying really hard to hold it together, but if this has lots of typos it's due to the tears) With one of the meals, my friend hands me a card. Inside the card is a gift of a housecleaning. Not just one, but maybe even 2!!! Again, all contributions from our community and some ladies I have met maybe one time!!!
We had babysitting offers, carpooling offers, visits to the pool, you name it. I am not one to take up babysitting offers, because, let's face it, I have 4 kids! It's a lot to take on. But one lady insisted, and came and took all 4 of my kids to the pool. She is the mom of one of my dearest high school friends and my kids just love her to pieces. My in-laws and my mom were here every day: driving, sitting, cooking, cleaning, coming when we called at 4AM, and still helping each day, especially with all my doctor's appointments.
I don't think I cried as often as I did in those first weeks of hospitalization and coming home, just from the incredible generosity and love shown by so many (as well as the stress), and it has just been unbelievable. There is no way to thank all these people properly, or enough prayers to shower them in the same love they have shown our family. My kids must been feeling that Mommy hasn't cooked in a long time, because the first few meals got them so excited. One even said, "Mommy should get sick a lot more. This is so yummy!" LOL The honesty of kids.
My gratitude is beyond expression, especially when I look back at the OTHER factors of our life and how things could have been while I was off my feet. God had a big hand in so much, and we need to trust!!