But first...a favor, if you please.
If you sent me something in the mail, I have your mailing address and can properly thank you. Please bear with me while I do so...my handwriting is just crabby enough that physically writing requires me to take some time, and despite my best efforts the going is slow.
But the YouCaring fund was all electronic, and some of you wanted to remain private.
How do I properly thank YOU?
Over 300 people donated to that fund, and I am very determined to personally thank each and every one of you. But how?
I thought about going over to the Grotto at Notre Dame and lighting a candle and saying a prayer for each person, but I'm worried that might be offensive to somebody, and the last thing I want to do is turn a beautiful gesture of giving into something irksome.
So here I sit in my puddle of happy tears...wanting to shout from the rooftops just how grateful I am to be part of this thing of ours and how this has very literally changed...and saved...my life.
When Stewey died, I told Dr. Melfi that I didn't think I would survive it.
And there you were...lifting me up, dusting me off, and carrying me through the darkness with love and kindness.
When the realization came that I had lost my house after going to hell and back to save it, I told Dr. Melfi again that there was no way I would ever make it through leaving here.
And there you were again.
Only this time you gave me something that I haven't had since my dear dad died. You gave me safety. And a feeling of hope that everything is going to be OK and that no matter what, you've got my back and I can concentrate on getting a new kidney and starting a new life.
How the heck do I thank 300 plus people for THAT?!
You are kind enough to leave comments that tell me that you enjoy this blog and that I have said something that made your day a little brighter, etc. But writing this blog is such a small thing in comparison to what you do for me. If it's resonated in some way...I'm very glad, but it just seems so darn...I don't know what...in the face of such awesome generosity.
So help a spinster out here, would you please? There's got to be a way for me to do this, but I'm completely stumped as to what that might be.
OK, back to the laundry and packing!
Do something fun and come tell me all about it!