Blessings Abound part 1

I call this "part one" because I know it is only the beginning. I want to share with you some of the sweet moments that occurred today. There are some amazing moments that have occurred this week that I will soon blog about, I don't want to forget them. I need to have them captured somewhere other than in my mind. I'm sure some of them I will share with so many people so many times that people might just want to duct tape my mouth shut So maybe I should wait to post them until I get the pleasure of sharing many times with people first...we'll see. I hate that there are times I go to tell a story and I see the look of "yawn, we read this on your blog last night".

I digress...lets just talk about today

Today in Illinois...

My mother in law jumped in to help my family in my absence

A good friend delivered dinner to them

The mom of one of Lily's best friends relieved me of all school carnival duties.

A friend called and offered to pick up a cake for my poor husband's birthday(his mama is there, he'll be ok), and prayers were lifted.

Today in Ohio...

A short staffed bank manager gave a bank teller the next Saturday off to moonlight as the pianist for my Dad's service just because he loved my dad's many work related visits to his bank.

A neighbor walked around the street and shared the news of Dad's passing with all the other neighbors as she did this they all signed a beautiful card and gave money for quite a lot of restaurant gift certificates, but most importantly, they sent their love.

A hospice nurse ran into my mom & I in Walmart and no words were needed, only hugs.

An old friend who happened to be a pediatrician saw Finn on a moments notice on her kitchen counter, diagnosed him with a continued ear infection and called in a prescription for him immediately.

Walmart filled above mentioned prescription in record time. (totally unrelated praise, but worth mentioning)

My mom's sharing group gathered in the living room for a while just to show they love her. (Thursday night girls...I swear, this is us in 20 years!)

Several little neighborhood children who are usually up to mayhem and mischief or much worse rang the doorbell, and each presented my mom with a red rose and told her how sorry they were that her husband had died.

Life went on...