Thank You

First, Happy Father's Day to all the dads out there. That was somewhat of my inspiration for this post.

Next, I want to say thank you. Thank you to all of YOU. I often receive such kind compliments and words of encouragement... telling me I am your inspiration, that I keep you going, that I'm doing a great job staying positive and making the best of this, that I am a great writer, that I should write a book, that I'm GOING to write a book and be a best seller one day, that my post made you cry because it touched you that much, that I keep you in check reminded of what is important and not to take things for granted... so on and so forth. I just want to say that the glory goes up to God! He is my strength and He is my guide. I praise God for everything I've done and continue to do! So please, thank Him, if my posts have touched you in any way.

With that said, all of your comments really make my heart smile. They lift me up when I'm down and keep me going. So I want to thank all of YOU. Thank you for reading my posts, thank you for sending me messages to stay in touch and encourage me and show me you care, thank you for spreading awareness, thank you for staying in my life even though my life has changed.

Thank you to my fellow MGers, my ladies group from church, acquaintances who just happen to pop into my life and say the right thing at the right time, my friends and my family... especially my parents.

I've always had a hard time saying thank you to my parents. Recently I read something that helped me realize why this might be. When someone does something so incredibly large for you, you feel like you can never repay them, and thus it's hard to accept that gift, and therefore hard to say thank you. Does that make sense? It makes sense to me. I am incredibly grateful for all they have provided for me, taught me and done for me... but saying thank you doesn't come easy. It doesn't come easy because I know I could never even come close to repaying them for all of this.... the biggest "this" is right now. They shouldn't have to take in their grown, married daughter, but they did. They shouldn't have to push me in a wheel chair like I'm a child in a stroller, but they do. They shouldn't have to cook my meals, do my laundry, or drive me everywhere like I'm in high school again, but they do... and they don't complain about it. They do so much that if I said thank you for every single thing I'd be out of breath from talking. It's hard to accept all the help they give me, I really do hate that they do so much for me because I want to do it myself as well as I don't want that burden on them. They should be enjoying retirement... golfing together, dining together, out with their friends... not worrying about what doctor appointment is next for me, planning their schedules to accommodate mine, making sure one person is home if I'm having a bad health day... so on and so forth. I am very thankful.... to my mom and dad THANK YOU.

So if you are reading this and you are a caregiver so to speak, or a parent, I can almost guarantee you are much appreciated. They may not be able to physically or verbally "pay you back" or show you appreciation how they wish they could, but I bet you their heart is full of appreciation. Keep doing what you're doing. None of us MGers would be where we are without you... I mean that in a good way of course :)

I have another topic to discuss but it's kind of unrelated so I'll save it for a later time. Until then, if you could keep me in your prayers I'd appreciate it... I've had pain in an isolated portion of my leg for over 2 days now. Today it seemed like it moved a little, my shortness of breath has increased... it makes me slightly concerned of a possible re-clotting but at the same time I don't want to go to the dr only to be told I'm just having anxiety. So though it's a huge risk, I'm kind of just waiting it out.... please pray that it is nothing.... Thank YOU!!