I got mail!

Though I am not the best at sending cards and little notes to my friends and family as often as I should, I am always thinking about them, especially during special, or difficult times. It seems my friends are the best at letting me know just how much they care about me, and when I get those "thinking of you" cards in the mail, it makes my day. Really, it makes my week! They stay up on my fridge for a months!

But the most special one I've gotten in a while came yesterday. And I cried as I read it. Seriously, like the crocodille tears.

I havent blogged about this, because there isnt enough room to put in words what's in my heart. But a few weeks ago, my grandfather passed away. It was a long, miserable fight, by one of the strongest men I've ever known. I called him Wes, because my first Granddaddy, passed away when I was 10, and my heart hurts every day without him. And I see him in my father ever day. Then 6 years later Wes married my grandmother, and for the last 15 years he's become one of the most important people in my life, because I see how much he loves my grandmother, and our family. This joining of families is even more special because Wes' family and ours grew up together, his boys and my father and uncle got in plenty of trouble as kids together! And these two dear friends below marrying each other only seemed just shy of perfect, until they join back up with Granddaddy and Luverne in Heaven, and the four of them could laugh and sip lemonade and tell stories about the good ol' days.

So that's what they did, they've grown old together, til they were 85. Now my dear grandmother has buried her second husband, and like the "tough ol' bird" she is, she'll be fine. And Wes, Luverne, and Granddaddy will be watching over her, until she's ready to take her wings. It's the rest of us humans that are mending our broken hearts while praising God, all at once.

Which brings this post full circle....my broken heart....and my dear friends. We have seen this coming for weeks, years even, and my friends from Mobile to North Carolina, and all over AL and GA, have wrapped their arms around me. I have felt their love. And no more so than when I opened this card last night. (sorry for the quality, it's from my camera phone at work)

It's from the Make-A-Wish Foundation, and if you know me in the slightest, you know I am in love with this organization.... I opened it up to read this....

Can you read it? I didn't get flowers, or food, when Wes passed away. Instead I got something these girls somehow knew would mean the most to me. And would warm my heart when it feels so broken these days. A donation was made to the MAW Foundation in my honor, in Wes' honor, to help make a child smile, to grant a wish! I am so humbled, it is truly "my honor" in every sense of the word!

You girls have made me so happy, so grateful, so HONORED by doing this. Thank you, thank you, thank you. From me, and Wes, and my family. Maybe a blogpost is not the best way to say it, but I want you to know what a bright spot you have put in my day. How much you have made a difference in not only my day, but someone precious child's too! And you probably don't know this, but Grandmother and Wes would ask all the time about my wish kids by saying "Tell us a wish story!" So I cannot wait to call her this afternoon and tell her this wonderful new "wish story!" And of course, Wes already knows. I love you girls, you are so special to me. XOXO