This has been a week of hard news, chaotic school (so many fighting children!), scrambling to get ready to miss school, dreading chemo and brain fog because everything is a lot. (Ask me how many times I counted the number of gifts I'm taking to school today for friends/parent volunteers....)
No week is without its counterweights too.
For one thing, I had dinner with Janelle last night. She understands all the crazy December Christmas things and all the life things too.
Mark has wrapped me in his arms multiple times and when I was looking for my water bottle, he had already put it in the dishwasher. He opened the drawer where the clean water bottles live and said, "May I present you a water bottle."
He takes good care of me.
As does Adam. He went to the store late last night to get popcorn and Capri Suns for my class party today. And also Takis because I needed to refresh my supply. Those kids love Takis and I love rewarding greatness! When he surveyed all the things I'm taking to school today, he said, "I'll go with you and carry things in."
I told him that was unnecessary and I could take multiple trips. He said, "I want to," with the note of finality that I know arguing is futile.
Braeden texted me that he finished reading Sense and Sensibility and watching season 3 of Gilmore Girls with Anna. I am proud of his literary and Netflix choices.
Emma texted a picture of a hilarious gift she created for her white elephant party at work. I have always thought she has more creativity in her little finger than the rest of us do in our entire bodies. She keeps proving my theory.
There are always counterweights. There is always prayer. There is always the sustaining and perspective giving of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
A weary world rejoices.
1 comment:
Great post. Love you so much, Thelma.
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