And so I secured my future a bit by reserving funds for CS2 and then, more importantly, the month long stay in Indy after transplant. I was also able to finally pay off some nagging medical bills, and leave a little cushion for future bumps in the road (like trips to the emergency room for diverticulitis flare ups).
But I wanted to do two more things.
First, I wanted to come up with a way to properly thank everyone who donated. I think I finally figured it out and will start getting that task completed this weekend. I am so woefully behind on doing this, and for that I really do apologize, but I intend to start fixing that tardiness. Right now.
The second thing I wanted to do was purchase something that would be a daily reminder that the world came to my rescue when I needed it the most. I had decided that a new Happy Chair would be just the perfect thing, but then I dithered so much on style, color, etc, that I found myself saying "Oh, just put the old one in the apartment and figure it out later." And then I started fretting over the expense of it, etc etc, and it took the fun out of it.
And then I found it. And it arrived in the post today. All the way from England.
It is a limited edition print and is signed by the artist. It's mounted and ready for a frame, and I am going to hang it directly opposite me so that I can see it every minute of every day.
This is the little house that love built, my dearies, and I promise you that I will never forget that. In case I forgot to tell you...
From the very bottom of my very pitiful yet very full heart. You saved me when I thought I wasn't worth saving. As long as I live, I will never forget that.
Here's hoping that your weekend is full of...love...and all things stitchy and happy!