It’s the little things.
It’s amazing how it’s the little thing that really make your day. These are the things you tend to remember. It’s that person going out of their way because the wanted to, it’s that person who took a moment to send a prayer because they wanted to, it’s that person who picked up the phone just to say hi because they were thinking about you, and it’s that person who posted something nice on your Facebook wall or sent you a nice pin on Pinterest. I never really paid attention to the little things. Well not consciously anyways. This entire experience has proved to me that the little things matter. The little things make up the big things. I have really gotten to take a step back and pay attention to the little things…
a phone call from my brother Michael everyday
a second card in the mail this weekend from my co-workers in PACU just telling me to heal because they miss me at work
countless amount of cards from countless numbers of people
its the wonderfully beautiful pin that Julie Hamilton sent me on Pinterest that made me smile.
its the pictures from my brothers and sisters showing me the funny things that my nephews and nieces are doing, like fake tattoos and an elephant named earplugs
it’s the message on Facebook from my Aunt Kim telling me a funny story that explains no matter how silly the question, it’s been asked before and is valid.
its the card sent every single day from my Grandma that makes me smile
its Brock Stine who sent me the nicest email anyone has ever sent me
its my sister Annie who came to take care of me one weekend, and who always answers the phone when I need someone to talk to
its Lois Atwood who is my moms friend that doesn’t know me very well but came to visit me and see how I was doing just because she wanted to and prays for me always.
its my brother Patrick surprising me on Thanksgiving by driving up from Nashville
its my sister Amy, her boyfriend Mychal, and my brother Patrick coming to spend New Years Eve with me even though we weren’t doing anything special, just so I could have a fun night
its the many people who left encouraging messages on my blog cheering me on! I love them
its the super fluffy robe from my Aunt Judy that made pinning my drains after a shower so much easier
its Julie Lurwick who continues to visit me even though I am really no fun
its the people like Kris Armstrong that have offered help and support from afar
its my sister-in-law Erin South who researched bras for me and recommended some
its people like Liz McElroy who has passed my blog on to her plastic surgeon friends so that they can experience from a patients perspective, who also with her other WOCN nurse Kersten sent me a beautiful Sabika breast cancer awareness necklace.
its the phone calls from La at work just checking in even though she’s going through a major health issue herself
its the very thoughtful gifts of things from Bev, Keri, and Julie to help me through my recovery
its the people who took the time to drive here to visit just because they wanted to see me
its all of the people who prayed for me because they loved me enough to do that
its people like Keri Sowers whom I haven’t seen since high school that follows my progress and leaves me wonderful uplifting messages on my blog.
its people like Vera who make little notes on my blog frequently that let me know she is reading and she cares
its my husband Eric that cheers me on everyday while I am doing my exercises, is patient with me because I am still slow, cooks dinner even though he doesn’t really know how and has been known to burn things (it was good),takes the time to talk to me when I am feeling anxious and reassures me that it will be ok, sucking it up and doing all the things I normally do because I can’t yet. These are little things that to me Are BIG things.
its my Dad who came and spent countless hours doing nothing with me and driving me back to Philly (this is a BIG thing), who cooks dinner for me, who has breakfast and coffee waiting every morning when I get up, who uses the snowblower to clear my driveway and sidewalks when we get 6 inches of snow
and it’s my mom. This is a BIG thing and a bunch of little things all wrapped into one. She was there every step of the way, taking care of me when I had a hard time taking care of myself, taking care of my dogs, sleeping on the couch for weeks because I had to sleep on the recliner just so she could wake up in the middle of the night to give me my medicine, the many,many trips to Philly even though it stressed her out, she cooked a month worth of meals to put in my freezer so dinner would be easy, the phone calls on a random day just to see how I am doing, and the prayers.
And it’s God. He blessed the hands of the doctors and nurses that took care of me, he heals my body and soul, he is listening to the countless prayers that I have sent up even though I don’t deserve his Grace. He listened to all of those who prayed for me. He showed me that people are good and people take the time to show his Grace by doing the “little things”.
See, these are all little things, things that people have done, not thinking twice about doing them that mean so much to me. It’s these “little things” that helped me get through this. So, you see, the little things aren’t little things at all. They are H. U. G. E.
Thank you everyone. There are many,many other people who have done “little things” for me that I have not mentioned, but please know I know who you are and I appreciate your love and support and am thankful. Oh so very thankful.