Wednesday, April 9, 2008

You raise me up

So, I'm having a day....I really am.

Samantha has been battling with a urinary tract infection and as a result I have to cath her a couple times a day to empty her bladder properly. The whole process- an infection that won't go away, seizures, sticking a tube up my daughter's 'parts' has hit me hard.

My bad days happen every once in a while...I have a pity party, take a hot bath and have a glass of wine, rally and then I'm back for more. So, I was having my pity party and then I got on the Epilepsy website and Samantha's team page....and I started crying...and here's why.....

Samantha has one of the biggest teams. People I have not even met are running/walking in her name. I feel so grateful that we have this support; that Samantha is surrounded by love and people who are cheering for her.

After I viewed our roster, I clicked on her team page and viewed the list of donations....The Bloom Family, Ms. Inda, Cindy from my writer's group and Danette..who I am looking forward to meeting, have all made donations in Samantha's name.

I guess what I am trying to say is that your concern, your support, helps us fight the good fight and keep my pity parties limited. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

So, this Josh Groban song has been in my mind. I thought I would share because it reminds me of you all.....

When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
When troubles come and my heart burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.

You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up: To more than I can be.

Thanks for pulling me out of my party :) See you next Sunday.

XO-
Us

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