This hasn't been my greatest Christmas. It was a quiet peaceful time at home with Jim but in the back of our minds...no in the front...we have been remembering our daughter Lisa. She was killed on December 29, 2013 so we are completing a year of firsts without her. I thought I was handling things admirably but on the first Sunday of Advent, I cried throughout the church service. As part of a women's Spiritual Retreat planning group, I found myself crying through the prayer. I cried at my weight loss group. I cried in Sunday School.
Perhaps all the crying left me open to illness because right after Christmas I came down with the flu that my flu shot wasn't prepared for. So I have been a mess. Currently, I am a recovering mess.
I have been overwhelmed by the kindness of friends. No one was embarrassed by my outbreaks. No one nervously looked away or giggled. Everyone surrounded me with compassion and love.
I have received texts and emails checking on me, asking if I needed shopping or food. It has been amazing. So here and now I give a shout out to all those who loved me in my misery. Thank You.