Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us run the race before us, looking to Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of our faith.
(Thanks Sarah for cluing me in to this passage of scripture.)
I tell you what, if you are ever feeling lonely, just start hobbling around with some crutches. You will get more attention than you ever dreamed.
When the knee injury was new and people asked what had happened, I'd give them the full story. 300 people later, it's the short and sweet, "I tore my ACL playing soccer with the kids." I do appreciate the concern, but wow. I have contemplated simply wearing a sign.
With all of the questions, though, has come kindness beyond anything I could have expected. I am so grateful for the people who have gone out of their way to make my life easier. I have one gigantic "cloud of witnesses" helping me "run the race before" me.
Kris tracked down some backpack-style purses for me, so I can get rid of the drawstring, ugly red backpack I am currently using. She knows what kind of purse a mom would need, so it only took me a few minutes to pick one.
I had to go to the high school for a meeting, and none of my kids were with me. As I hobbled up the ramp to the doors, a teen boy I had never seen before stopped the game he was playing and came running to open the door for me. Two more teens asked if I needed help as I made my way downstairs.
One friend works across the street from the high school picked Phoenix up for me. When she dropped him off to me, she also dropped off a yummy dinner.
Another friend made french toast casserole for us. Cuckoo was extra excited about it. After he ate a few bites, he asked, "Are we having dessert for dinner? I like this!"
A friend has been taking our eggs to sell at the hospital where she works. In one week, she's taken 20 dozen eggs off our hands. We can actually fit all of the delicious meals people have made for us in the fridge.
On Tuesday (during school hours), Giant's class put on a mini-musical. When it was over, we parents were unhappy to see that it was pouring down rain. As in torrential downpour. Everyone was waiting under the roof, hoping the rain would stop. A friend of mine grabbed my keys and went to pull my van up for me. He even stuck around to make sure the little boys, my crutches, and I got in safely. He was absolutely drenched by the time I pulled away.
Three people have been so kind to take three of my kids to many soccer games this week. The games have all been away games, which is just too far for me to drive with a bum knee. Plus, the games are at 6 or 6:30, so Bryan can't get home in time to drive them, either. I don't know what we would have done without these helpful folks.
Cuckoo was whisked away by his godmother for the entire weekend this weekend. The poor kid hasn't been able to do many fun things, thanks to me not being able to walk. He will get to have some fun and attention and I will get to go to the myriad games without having to worry about keeping him happy.
While at one of those games, it started to sprinkle, with a threat of serious rain. One of the dads grabbed my keys and walked back to the van to get my umbrella for me.
Every day, Buttercup has been johnny on the spot when I need her to help with the little boys. While I sit on the couch, she's gotten them ready for bed, dished out their dinner, and gotten them ready to leave the house. She has also run into the store for desperately needed groceries. Plus, she has asked if I needed any help over and over again.
Despite having 2 away games this week, Giant has been extra helpful, too. He's done more than his fair share of laundry, he's given the little boys a shower, he's cleaned, and he's stayed organized, making sure that he has everything he needs for all of his many activities this week. (Costume for the musical, bike and helmet for Tour de France, uniforms for games, projects for school). He has also asked me several times if I need anything.
Star has been the biggest surprise. He's not one who likes to do work around the house, yet he's been helpful, too. He made pancakes for everyone for breakfast (and put the leftovers away) and emptied the dishwasher several times without being asked. Every time we come in the house, he waits patiently for me at the door in order to hold it open for me. Every time I come downstairs, he hears me and comes running to carry my crutches and anything else I might be trying to carry on my lap. He hasn't huffed a single huff, not matter how many times I ask him to run upstairs/to the kitchen/downstairs to get or do something for me.
I will mention that the other three boys have also been very good at helping me whenever I ask, no matter what I ask. They even seem happy to help. Not once have I had to ask them to hold the door open for me. Even little Cuckoo and one-armed Turken will strain to haul open a heavy door and hold it for me without being asked.
Bryan has had to do all sorts of extra chores since I've been down. He now has to take care of the animals before work, iron his own clothes each night, and do as many chores as possible in his limited time at home. Not a bit of complaining out of him.
To pay my family back for all of their hard work and helpfulness, I hired someone to come clean the house. There is no way they can keep up with all that needs done around here, and there is no way I can sit in a filthy house without getting anxious and annoyed. I am so thankful that we can afford to have this done.
Alrighty, then. It's your turn. What helpful things have been done for you this week?
A Fly on our (Chicken Coop) Wall, Amycake and the Dude, Considerings, Finding Ninee, Getting Literal, I Want Backsies, Mother of Imperfection, Rewritten, Thankful Me, The Wakefield Doctrine