Today is my 37th birthday.
On bedrest, in the hospital would never be my "ideal scenario" for a birthday celebration, but I have learned a lot today...
There are no words to describe how loved I feel. Thank you just doesn't seem to do it, or even come close. I am in awe of my friends and family. I've shed more tears today, tears of joy and amazement, than I have in a long time.
I'm not listing names, but I am thankful for every moment, visit, email, facebook, phone call, hug, flower, card, Reese's peanut butter cup, book, Mad Libs, magazine, flatiron/blowout, strawberry/grape/pineapple/cantaloupe, cookie, movie, slumber/pizza party, pumpkin flashlight, sock, gourd, pajama, and DVD player on loan. (I didn't even scratch the surface.)
Folks, I hope that I can return the favor, but don't you dare make me come to the hospital.
With a heart full of love,