How many times have you said that you didn't want to be a bother” to a friend, when you know they are going through an unusually busy or stressful time. You would like to do something to help, but then wondered what you could do that would be helpful. Even a phone call would interrupt their busy day, and that could just be annoying.

Many years ago, when your children were quite young, we had an experience that I’ll never forget. My husband had a serious accident at our new home under construction. I had just returned home to put our children to bed, when the doorbell rang. I didn’t want to see or talk to anyone, especially someone who would be trying to sell me something that I didn’t need. However, after about the fourth chime from the door, I opened the door a wee bit and recognized the callers. The gentleman worked in our office, and he and his wife had travelled across the city to bring us a box of homemade cookies for the children’s lunch bags. They told me that they didn’t know if they could be much help to our family but at least they could make cookies. I have never forgotten that kind gesture, and often thought about it when I didn’t know how I could help a friend or neighbor.

During the past two months, we have been the recipients of many gestures of kindness, and from a variety of sources. Unexpected phone calls from our family doctor, who thought I would be in “information overload” regarding my husband’s health challenges, and needing answers or suggestions in my attempt to sort through the events. Kind and patient responses from nurses and hospital staff gave us assurance that we were at the right place at the right time. Telephone calls, text messages, and emails that we have received from family and friends in faraway places, and from treasured cyber friends whom I will never meet in person have touched us deeply. Words seem to be so inadequate to express my appreciation for the thoughtful gestures and encouragement that we have received. To my precious social media friends, I have not replied to many individuals, but I’m hoping that they will find this blog here or on my MRB’s Talking Fingers website.

My husband is home now, and gaining strength every day. Each day we view our favorite green valley in the height of the season of spring. Summer is just around the corner, and we are blessed.

Tags: Helper Friendship Gratitude