I opened my door last night. That itself it a huge statement. After so many years of having a panic attack every time the doorbell rang (due to the condition of my front room), I was finally able to open the door and let people in. In all, there were 60-70 people. Go big or go home!
I am so thankful for our friends. These wonderful people took time to come show their love to Ray. I know that sometimes he finds it truly hard to believe that people care so much about our family. I think he was overwhelmed last night.
I had prayed hard all day that I would not stress... I didn't. I sat and enjoyed everyone in my home. I enjoyed the conversation, I didn't mind the rowdy kids, my dog behaved, the food was awesome... mostly I enjoyed watching everyone tell my husband how much he would be missed and they would be praying for him.
I have one week... one week to enjoy every moment... one week to appreciate what a great man I have as a husband... one week to show him two years worth of love... one week...
"The poor are shunned even by their neighbors, but the rich have many friends." Proverbs 14:20