
I love to listen to people share their stories.
I am truly interested in life. In your life. In wanting to know about your experiences, hopes, dreams, fears.
I love to listen to people share their stories; but I’m slow to share my own.
Not that I’m shy - quite the opposite, I’m a total chatterbox! I just have a hard time sharing my own story.
I tend to talk a lot about my kids, my sweet hubs, my talented friends, my awesome family, my company… but,
I never share much about myself.
As I mentioned in my “One Surprise After Another" post - my life is far from normal these days.
Word about my recent health situation spread quickly through my hometown and through the blog-community too.
In what felt like an instant, my family and I were showered with love, prayers and support. It was amazing.
We were humbled by the outpouring of kindness that has been sent our way - from friends and strangers alike.
I will be forever grateful to everyone who lifted me up in prayer over these last few weeks, even without knowing all of the details of my situation. Your kindness has been such a comfort. Knowing that so many people were behind me, caring for me, praying with me; gave me a tremendous sense of peace and strength.
I appreciate all of the support that I have received and continue to receive! I love reading your emails, messages, texts - listening to your voicemails - reading your cards/letters --- each one warms my heart. SO many people have reached out to me asking for updates and for more details; I realize that I haven’t shared much publically and I apologize if our lack of information has alarmed anyone. It was never our intention to leave anyone in the dark. It’s just not easy for me to share my story. But, I’m going to try. Because this is my life - and it is a good one ;)