A few weeks back I started a series on my longing for community and how it takes a village to create one. While drafting the third piece in the series, I fell, broke my ankle and now find myself confined to a wheel chair. But then – something wonderful happened! My community showed up!
Friends and family have been coming over, calling, sending notes, flowers, bring food, meals, books, bring cheer, leaving comments on my blog, taking me to lunch, wheeling me around the mall, setting up our xmas tree and so much more. When David hosted a three day conference/workshop right after my injury, I had several friends jump in to help in any way that they could. They took me out to lunch, made me dinners and just plain took care of me – whatever I needed. What a wonderful group of supportive friends I have. Thank you doesn’t begin to express my gratitude for the care and attention that I have received since this awful accident.
With all the attention, love, and well wishes – I feel a little bit like Dorothy at the end of The Wizard of Oz – when she wakes up and realizes that all she ever wanted and needed was in her own backyard. It turns out I have quite a great community of friends and family who have circled the wagons round. They have stepped up and taken care of me. My ‘tribe’ of friends might not all know each other, but they all know me and are supporting me each in their own special ways I feel full and I feel blessed by their love and support.
One of our family’s xmas rituals is to chop down a xmas tree. This tradition usually involves a fight heated discussion on which tree to bring home and what music will be listened to in the car. This year’s holiday routine, just like many other routines lately, has been thrown out the window because of my injury. So last Sunday we got together, along with my father who flew in from NYC to take care of me for the week, to decorate a tree with the homemade ornaments that the kids and I made over the years. Afterwards, my husband and I celebrated the season with friends at a holiday party. I needed a recovery day on Monday, but Sunday was a ton of fun. Here are some photos from the festivities:
As a blogger, I enjoy sharing my ideas and thoughts with people, and I get a special thrill when someone leaves a comment. When you share my posts on social media sites, I jump up and down doing a happy dance. So thank you!