Blessed with Friends

It’s been awhile since I’ve blogged. What can I say? I haven’t had much to talk about. But today, I had the most interesting encounter.

I was at the doctor’s office for a check up and I saw another woman that I know. We don’t run in the same circles, or chat on the phone, she’s just someone I know from around town. She too, had surgery, just four days before mine. Her surgery was way more extensive than mine and it was easy to see that her recovery is going very slowly. I think mine is going slow, but trust me, she’s way worse off than I am.

As we chatted, I asked her if people had brought her meals. She said no. I found that so incredibly sad. We have been blessed with more meals than we probably should be eating! In fact, the other night at dinner John said, “We’re going to get fat. You have too many friends.” Of course, I was thinking to myself, “I wonder how long I can milk this for? Can I pretend I’m not well after the six-week recovery period?” Just kidding, I wouldn’t really do that.

On top of the meals, I’ve gotten cards, flowers, candy and phone calls to cheer me up. I knew I was blessed with friends, but today it really hit home for me. My blessings are abundant!