It was a long day at work. A good day, but long.
Leaving the campus just after 8pm, we settled in for the 35 minute commute.
Ingrid handed me a wrapped package. Rice Krispy Squares, homemade by you know who, she said.
I knew. I won’t publicize here, because I don’t want anyone else encroaching on my secret Rice Krispy Square baker!
They were fantastic. My friends and colleagues know my weakness for Rice Krispy Squares. Ok, it’s an addiction really, not a weakness.
It brought back many memories tonight. I don’t think we cooked a meal that we had to prepare for a month after Chris passed away. It was an amazing way that people told/showed us they were supporting us.
When we got home tonight, our house was sparkling clean, just like every Wednesday. That’s when the cleaners come. Except, we’ve never hired cleaners. Another anonymous (yes, we are pretty sure we know!) supporter has organized weekly cleaning for the past year. We are amazed, humbled and grateful for these things.
There was a situation at work today where colleagues were discussing a family situation in which there was an unexpected and severe illness of a spouse of a colleague in their department. I provided the example of the cleaning and how much it has affected us in a positive way as an idea for consideration to answer the constant question of what can we do to help.
My sister Grace last night talked about the flower delivery person showing up at her door on the 1st anniversary of her husband’s passing and suggesting it was her lucky day.
Thankfully, those kind of interactions have been very very few and far between.
Instead we have been blessed again and again with thots, prayers and actions of support…like Rice Krispy Squares and a clean house!