A few weeks ago, Mr. F and I put together a tentative plan for our future. It's rough, at best, but gave us enough motivation to work even harder. Especially Mr. F. With a rough deadline in place, he started brainstorming new approaches to the job hunt and started emailing everyone. Well, maybe not everyone, but pretty dang close. Reaching out to contacts of contacts and even a few strangers, he's been gathering more information. I've been dumbfounded by the response he has been receiving. People we are likely to never meet are going out their way to refer him, friends contact him daily with information about new leads. Constant support. Constant help. More than anything, constant hope.
I've been learning so much through this whole process. About us as a couple, about the joy of self reliance, about faith. But what still overwhelms me is what I am learning about service. How much people want to help and how hard it is to ask. I ponder over the joy I feel when Mr. F tells me of another responded email. I marvel at the willingness of so many, near and far, to go out of their way to make sure we can stand on our own feet. I struggle that I can't do a lot for people now, but I'm grateful to know that at some point, hopefully, I'll get to pay this all forward. This notion, has taught me the most about service. Sometimes we need to serve, sometimes to be served. Happiness and blessings come from both, beyond measure.
Thank you to all of you who read this little blog who have been looking out for us. Your emails, inquiries, notes, phone calls...they have all been felt and buoyed our spirits. You have taught me of love, kindness, and the true nature of giving.
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