It’s our very own “It’s A Wonderful Life” around here.
I have been so buoyed up by all the comments. I can’t begin to say what a life line you all have been to me. I’m so touched by all the old friends, new friends, former lurkers, and internet friends that have rallied around me. You are all beautiful people, and I have no idea what I would have done without you.
P.S. unscrappable survivors…someone throw me a link, would you?
About a week ago we started getting cards in the mail. The first one trickled in all by itself, so we thought that one of Bear’s cousins was being extra thoughtful, and we were floored to open it and discover he sent us $200. Then more cards came. And more. Every day brought another love note from a cousin or an aunt with a bunch of money here, a whole lotta bunch of money there. Since it was all family members, it was pretty easy to figure out that one of the cousins had rallied the troops and they showered us with love and support and checks.
Today I ran out to JoAnn’s to pick up more quilt batting (one of these days I’ll show you the bedding I’m working on for Atticus) and when I came back Bear was standing at the doorway saying, “Hurry up, hurry up, something amazing has happened.” He pulled me to the dining room table where a stack of gift cards and cash were waiting for me. A whole bunch of anonymous strangers sent us gift cards under the name “Operation Gas Card.” Bear just said, “OK, which one of your internet friends did this?”
I’m at a total loss. I know a lot of internet people, and I’ve seen every group come together to support one cause or another. Is it the Feminist Mormon Housewives? Is it my crosstitchy friends the Wagoners? Is it the unscrappables remembering their long lost friend? Is it a network of friends from one of the many places we’ve moved away from? I’m stumped. We’ve examined postmarks, we’ve brainstormed, one envelope had the name in the return address blacked out and we held it up to the window light trying to decipher it. We’ve given up.
I don’t know who you are, but after I recover from the ugly cry, I’d love to give you a big wet kiss on the mouth.
Perhaps God is showing you your faith is well founded. You know angels are everywhere, you're related to some and the others read teh interwebs.Shimmy
Hey! How come I couldn't get in on this "Operation Gas Card" thing? I think of you and Bear and Atticus very often, and send silent prayers to our Father on your behalf. We are about to start "To Kill A Mockingbird" with my freshmen, and I just adore Atticus in that novel. Surely the strength of your little boy's name will carry over to his health. -D.
The internet is an amazing thing. I remember all the unscrappables rallying around me in my darkest hour. Sometimes the ones that support you the most are the ones you've never even met. I hope little A is doing okay.
I'm so happy to here good news from you guys. My heart has been aching for you. I know God has great things in store. I love you.
I'm with Shimmy, you show love to the world and it shows it back. Just when you think that there is nothing more, you receive what you need. And many prayers for your little fighter.Shevy/former un
How is Aticus? I wish I had known of the Operation gas card because I sure would have been in on it. What a great thing for your drives back and forth to see baby. Mary
Just goes to show ya that what you put out into the world comes back to you eventually. My Mini-Me is also reading Mockingbird right now for Lang. Arts. Last night she had to read 3 chapters but had just had her eyes dilated at the opticians, so like any good mother would do (who also thinks that is one of the greatest books ever written!) I read them aloud to her. She says to me at one point, "Mom, Atticus is a really cool name. Maybe someday I'll name a kid that."
Brie again T. If no one has gotten ahold of you shoot me an email at dillman@winamac.tv and the lost uns would love to see you around.