This past summer is something I have blogged about before but I wanted to share the best memory through all of that since there actually is one. Although it was a tough one, my happiest memory is one of caring and friendship. Going through a tough experience and trying to take care of it “all” is something we have all been through in one way or another. Those closest to me, including some family, knew what was going on and most seemed to try to be supportive in different ways. Some were just encouraging phone texts or emails, while some were able to do more. When some of you found out after things calmed down enough for me to blog about it, you were upset that I did not reach out to ask for help. I know you understand that “when you are in it, deep in it you just do everything you can to get through it”. I am touched for all the offers and I am sorry if you did not know what was going on but any down time was spent trying to regroup for the following day to come. For those who were there, watching it unfold, a dinner drop off, a visit for lunch to break up the day by my pool, or to stay at the house while I ran out to the store, was all we really needed. We were fine on our own and touched just enough to get us through. Yes, even a meal was nice to have after a full day of running and caring for things, doctor appointments etc. A visit to sit by the pool with me to break up the day was worth a million, trust me on that. So if you just wanted to reach out and could not or were able to, I say “thank you.” Giving is what I am used to and it was nice to know all of you who wanted to help were there. It means a lot to know that. 
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