First, the updates, then the blog. Ethan seems to be better. We’ve actually gone more than 48 hours without any yucky tush. AMEN!!!! I’m worried he may have a milk allergy. He hasn’t had any dairy in those 48 hours. So now, was it all the flu? Or a milk allergy mixed in? I guess we’ll find out soon, because to test my theory, I gave him a cup of milk this morning. Wish us luck….this kid is addicted to milk. Having to tell him repeatedly for the past two days that he can’t have milk has been torture for him and for me – full-blown toddler temper tantrums!
A lot has been going on around Share this week. Seems we sometimes go through these times where grief is so evident, struggles are so difficult. Share is a place of give and take. Sometimes you come here, your children are doing well, live seems great. And you give….you give words of encouragement, words of healing, words of prayer, words of kindness and friendship. You lift those up who are not in the wonderful place and who may be struggling. Sometimes you come here and your heart is breaking, you can’t breath….you need to reach out and receive – receive those things you have given in the past. That is what makes this community so beautiful…..life is cyclical. There are ups and downs. Share is more than just a social gathering; it is a community of caring people.
A few weeks ago, our pastor at church was talking about community in our congregation. Somehow it hit me how much his entire sermon could have been applied directly to this community. We each have our strengths and weaknesses. We each have different backgrounds and experiences. Individually, we may struggle with the life we have been handed, but together, we are strong. Together, we have created a safe, caring, encouraging, and supportive community.
I used to feel guilty about needing. I used to hate asking for prayers, advice, commiseration, encouragement. I don’t anymore. Because sometimes I can come here and be that uplifting person for others. It all comes back around. Your words, when I am struggling, help me. Your virtual hugs when I can’t seem to figure life and motherhood out lift me back up. And your ability to ask for help, to ask for whatever you need makes me understand just what a special community we have.