A good friend of mine says that when people complain and he is tired of hearing it. ( Not to their face of couse) It makes me laugh every time, and when I wanted to start complaining today because I am on day 5ish of staying in bed from what I have called the plague, no meds are bring near enough relief, I have to be moved out on Saturday and still have not started to pack, and my shoulder is still a punk making me unable to lift at all I thought of this and laughed. And then I realized I am exceedingly blessing. Blessed because I have some really amazing friends. Those who drove me to the quick care (again) and waited with me while I got stronger meds. Those who have offered and have brought me meals. (including homemade pizza and chocolate chip cookies). Those who have offered everyday to help me pack once I am out of bed. Those who check in on me everyday to see if I need anything, and those amazing people who are helping me move and then move again two weeks later when my new apartment is done being cleaned and remolded. So to all you really amazing friends out there thank you. You have no idea how much you small gestures have moved me and above all shown me the Fathers heart once again.
 |
| He tells the truth, even if I have no idea who he is.... |
No comments:
Post a Comment