Just a passenger...

One of my friends who is a counselor at our school told me that this foot experience would be a humbling and personal growth experience for me. Man was she right.

I have been so humbled by all the help that I have received. The meals that my friends and family have provided, the books, movies and magazines that my friends and family have loaned or bought me, the rides that have been provided for my children to get to school, the phone calls and emails that I have received just checking in on me, my family helping open doors, up the stairs, propping pillows under my foot, and the RIDES.

For those who know me really well, know that I am very particular about driving. I am a very defensive driver. Maybe that's my years driving a school bus, who knows (?)... When we go somewhere together I actually prefer to drive just so I feel I have more control of the situation. But in the last few weeks, I have learned patience, understanding and no matter how hard you push your foot on the floorboard when you are a passenger, the car still isn't going to stop.

I truly have been grateful for the rides. I couldn't have gotten through the last few weeks without the help. And the experience to be a little more patient.
So if you are reading this and you have driven me anywhere in the last month, THANK YOU! And I am sorry for the permanent imprint of my foot on your floorboard, and the fingernail marks in your passenger arm rest. Just kidding. Well to most of you...

And thank you to everyone who has helped me in all the others ways that I listed. You made my time a little more bearable and a little less boring. Man, I am truly blessed and just a passenger in this life that God is ultimately guiding me through.