I’m Blessed

A couple weeks ago, I was seriously snowed. So much to do…some big work projects going on, my house was a DISASTER, and my surgery was looming. My dear friend (from fifth grade) called to check in, and when I mentioned as off-handedly as I could that I was going in for a tonsilectomy in a few days, she said, “What can I do to help you?” It’s so hard for me to answer that question, I mean, it’s my responsibility to take care of MY LIST, you know? I told her I was fine, just needed to get myself moving. Thirty minutes later, she knocked on my door and said, “Put me to work.” I can’t quite put into words how much better I felt when the sink was clean, kids were finished with homework, and my Christmas tree was finally packed away. My family and I have been so blessed by “small” acts of people I love dearly over the last little while. I am so grateful both for their service and for the tender reminder that you don’t have to do big things to make a difference in the life of another.