This week I had to opportunity to spend three evenings with Fr. Larry Richards at St. Gabriel the Archangel in McKinney. It was such a gift to be there each night. And, I was able to receive confession with about 300 of my closest friends (not sure of actual number but it was in the hundreds). Add that to all the text, private message conversations on facebook, calls, and the like, I am going to be okay. Here's what I've learned this week (or was reminded of).
My work friends are awesome and so very supportive.
My sister Carol is always the logical one and voice of reason when we talk (no, you don't want to wear spandex, you'd start a fire with your thighs lol)
My best friend Tina with the calls and the text.
My Sheila, my bunco group, my chrp sisters, my ched's friends, my gurus, my family all with their unwavering love and support.
I feel bad that I have to still be carried on my mat for a while. And, I wish I could say to my carriers "you can put me down now, I've got this, I'm going to be okay", but with all the uncertainty and being thrown into this ocean, I am clinging to my life preserver (all of the above) and my lifeguard who happens to walk on water. Please bear with me as you carry me a bit longer.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart to each and every one of you. Each day brings new blessings and challenges.
And, a special thank you to my husband. I am so glad we are going through this together. I love you.
Until next time,
Call your mother. She misses you.