After How are we doing, the question we are getting the most these days is Where’s Annie. Exactly. Where is Annie? I literally have to stop to ask and remind myself some days.
Honestly, the hardest part of all of this has probably been the separation of our family. Especially since we’ve only been our new little family of four for five months. It is hard to be apart. I’m with Libby, then Annie. Hib is with Libby and sometimes Annie, at least for car rides. Hib and I are rarely together. It’s totally nuts.
Right now, I’m spending days at the hospital, and evenings at home with Annie. Hib is spending his nights at the hospital (I knew I married him for a reason) and juggling work during the days. One thing is for sure, we could not do this without the unbelievable family and friends that we have. I may have to remind myself where Annie is, but I never have to remind myself that she’s better than okay. Her Grandparents and her Aunt Brooke have first dibs, and they will rarely give her up. But every person I have talked to over the past few days has offered to take care of her for us. I’m not kidding-every person. And it’s not just offers to take care of Annie. It’s continuous offers to bring dinners, to go grocery shopping for us, to mow our lawn, to take a hospital shift for us. It’s inspiring notes of encouragement. There have been endless gifts for Libby, gifts for us. We have friends who want to start fundraisers.
We’re consistently reminded that we may have to go through this, but we certainly don’t have to go through this alone. The outpouring of love and generosity is overwhelming. No, it’s more than overwhelming. It’s bigger. It’s Him in all of you. I feel like if I could see God. Watching all this. I’d see Him smiling; His heart swelling.
Love one another as I have loved you.
We love you. We thank you.
And those of you that have offered- watch out. A month is a long time, and we may have to take you up on some of your offers. You can’t hide now.