A Spring of Joy

In my last post, I wrote about Bear’s party. He was full of ideas and suggestions and as we shopped for supplies, he piped up, “Hey, Mom, I know! Since you and Daddy are the king and queen, all the other parents that come can be your servants and serve the food and you can just sit.”

I laughed. Hmmm. Think I like that idea.

I chewed on that one while we wandered the store, and I realized–they are. All those other parents. They are serving Brian and me on a daily basis. They have been since the beginning of the school year.

Carpools and play dates and cleaning my house and helping fill gaps when I can’t be in the classroom, all without asking. They just do.

I am overwhelmed by how amazing our boys’ school is, not just on an academic level, but on a personal level, too.

I am getting ready to undergo some more medical testing/follow-up. Some not fun medical testing/follow-up. I am already feeling the effects of going off medications. I am exhausted and overwhelmed and scared and living in a limbo-land right now.

Last week, a friend set up meal planning for 6 weeks for our family. Within 3 days, over half the slots were filled with parents from the school. And I sat at my computer and cried for how God is providing for us through people who not only love us but love our children and want what’s best for them.

I certainly don’t feel like a queen, but they pretty much treat me like one.

It is humbling to be served so well.