Sunday, January 08, 2006

What friends do…

Knowing that C & I have been attending mass separately these last few months (Lauren is just too squirmy to handle and listen to the Lord at the same time), J asked if she could come over to watch Lauren while we went to mass together sometime. What perfect timing…the 9:30 a.m. mass today was for Christine and so we took her up on her offer right away. We invited her to spend the night last night so she would not have to drive the hour from her house so early on a Sunday.

As we sat around and chatted last night, we discussed some of my blog items, grief groups and counseling—among other lighter subjects like the ILLINI. Anyway, she noted that she has been asking herself what she could do for us, what we needed. That is a very common question asked of us every week…what can we do for you, what do you need? Besides the very obvious, give us back the light we lost--which the Lord will do some day--see previous post here, there is one major thing peeps can do for us and J was already doing it. I told her this morning, as she left, that her offer to watch Lauren and her overnight visit was exactly what we needed…closeness of friends who lend an ear and just listen are great! J-you are great. The time you came by the house weeks earlier and it was just the two of us talking about Christine was also very special to me…never ever thought I’d be sitting on my couch crying in your arms…you have provided great comfort and support by just being Janice—you are very special to our family.

Thank you for driving over 50 miles each way to visit, listen and cry with us. Thank you for continued friendship and the time you spend with us…that’s what we need!!

3 Comments:

At 2:59 PM, January 10, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

What a great friend. Friends keep us going, don't they? Thank God for friends.

 
At 10:03 PM, January 10, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I concur. Sody

 
At 9:11 AM, January 13, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Call me anytime--J

 

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