August 31, 2018

I’m completely stuffed.  Like up to my eyeballs.

Our friends have made it their top priority to help me gain weight.  Operation “Help Kelly gain weight” has been in full operation and quite effective.  I’m up 4 pounds and feeling stronger every day.

I’m completely pampered.  Like a spoiled princess.

I’ve had babysitters and drivers and hand holders.   All of the careful attention has kept me safe and secure and entertained and certainly not lonely.

I’m completely loved.  Like. . . I don’t know.  I can’t find the words.

I’ve had cards and texts, messages and flowers.  It’s certainly more than I deserve or can ever pay back.  The love has come from every direction and wrapped around me like a cozy blanket.  It’s been friendship on steroids (and I know a lot about steroids!).

So, now it’s time to take those baby steps out on my own.  As much as Skip would like to keep me in a cocoon with 24/7 care, I need to bust out.  And don’t worry, there is a “stand by” team who is only a phone call away if I need help.

I’ll be wobbly at first and have to rest a bunch, but it will be good for me.  Like a baby wren testing her wings, it’s time to fly on my own.  I’m still hanging around the nest, but I’ve got plenty to do to keep me busy.

Lord, you have used the hands and feet of others to take care of our family.  Thank you for each one who joyfully sacrificed time, money, and energy to pour love into our lives.  We know that you are the ultimate example of love and sacrifice and that you are glorified when we share that with others.  As I grow stronger, Lord, help me to be able to invest in others like they invested in me.  Thank you for the lessons you taught all of us during this time.  I pray that you found joy in our attitudes and actions as this awful thing called cancer brought us all together.

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