But it's my blog, so I can.
and I will....
It started with a horrible, no good week...that wasn't REALLY all that horrible at all. Well, not when I think of my life in comparison to the really horrible things that are happening to other people in the world.
But for me, in comparison to normal....it was just a horrible week.
I hadn't really complained about it to anyone, and I wasn't whining or sulking or anything...but on the inside I was feeling pretty horrible. It had just been a HORRIBLE week...that kept getting more horrible.
Then, without asking...or even knowing "the trouble's I've seen", or "the sorrows":
-a friend offers to pick up Reese from preschool and bring her home for me
-a friend shows up on my doorstep with these:
complete with 2 kinds of schmear. awesome, right?-I get to have a chat with a friend I haven't talked to, or seen in WAAAAAY too long, and she had googled 10 different ways for me to get the ball point pen out of my sofa (see: bad horrible day/ daughter/really long time out....for me, not her. Upon my discovery of her "artwork/furniture alterations", I put myself in time out so I wouldn't do something I'd regret later...and came back to discipline daughter once the steam stopped coming out of my ears and my horns had shrunk below my hairline again). Anyway, it was so nice to catch up with her, joke around a little, and be excited about the new adventure in her life. It was nice to stop thinking about myself...which is just what I needed.
-a friend picked up my children and entertained them for the afternoon so I could take the Young Women from my church to volunteer at an assisted living home.
-I got some Good Mail from my sister, HolleeAnn on my way out the door. (thanks for the Pop Rocks!)
-I got to watch a couple of 80 and 90 year old women have their first experience with Pop Rocks. Their reactions were pretty funny...I hope it doesn't mess with any of their meds.
-6 really old ladies told me over and over what a beautiful, charmed and blessed life I have, and how lucky I am to have a family, a social life, and a young, healthy body that is able to do everything I need it to do.
-I had breakfast with two of my favorite people, followed by an hour of kid free grocery shopping at Aldi, thanks to a friend who kept my kids at her house for a play date.
-Quin told me "I love you". She's been "saying" it with hugs, kisses, smiles, snuggles, and looks in her eyes, since she was born, but to hear her express love with words, well....sigh.
-a friend called and invited me to her house for lunch. Even though I couldn't go (because I'd signed up to help with Reese's preschool field trip) it was still really nice to be invited.
-Reese (finally) stayed in her bed all night last night. A relief after a week of freshly developed bad habits.
-my husband arrived home from work early tonight and took the girls to the park at the lake, while I got to visit a friend in the hospital and hold her beautiful, precious newborn baby in my arms for an hour and soak up her yummy, sweet, only 10 hours old, straight from heaven baby smell.
-generic rocky road ice cream mysteriously showed up in my freezer tonight (thank you, friend!)
-my brother, Scotty, called... just because.
-Most were just little gestures...things that could have so easily not been done...but the fact that they were done, well they made me so happy. My cup has been filled and I feel very blessed...and well fed. My week was not so horrible after all. Everything in life has it's opposite. I am so lucky that the few horrible cards in my hand this week did not cause me to overlook the rest of the deck and ruin what turned out to be a pretty rockin' hand.
And the week's not even over.
