Groceries

Today, after many days of numb, grief came to me
like a heavy weighted blanket.

It wrapped me up tightly and every move I tried
to make took more energy than I had to spare.

I tried to finish cleaning my house, did some
laundry and put the last scraps of Christmas away
until next year.

Kyle would be proud of me and the kids, we
did it, we got it done.

Then I lay down in my bed and pulled my covers up
to my chin.

And felt the weight of grief, and my blankets, 
crush me.

After a while, or a few hours, who can tell?
I crept into my dark living room and sat...
just staring at the mantle--full of pictures of
Kyle.

And I sighed deeply.

Then unexpectedly my doorbell rang and I thought
I didn't even have the energy to get up and answer
it...but I did.

And there sat 2 bags, full of "back to school" 
lunch food for my children on Monday.

And my heart wept at the goodness of people who
care.  

I don't even know who you are.

I saw a car, that didn't register in my mind,
and I saw bags of love in the form of food on
my steps.

So whoever you are?

Thank you.

I didn't have the energy to do what you just
went and did for me today.

And that simple thing?

It made my day and filled me with hope of 
a better tomorrow.

Thank you.

That's what I've got for today.


EDITED TO ADD:  There have been SO many acts of kindness
done, I don't mean to single this one out and not mention
everyone else who has done kind things....so in a way
I am saying Thank You to EVERYONE for ALL the kind
things done.  You have ALL lightened my load with every
single good thing....Thank You ALL!