From the bottom of my heart.....

I received all the emails, the comments, the text messages, the phone calls. My mother is still not out of the woods. In fact, she will have surgery today. While I face this and deal with the complications, I feel the love and support freely flowing. Sometimes my tears are actually tears of joy that my friends, complete strangers and family (well some...but they know who they are) shower with an overwhelming dose of support. On the days I've been down, you've been here for me. And I am eternally grateful for your kind words and multitude of prayers.


As you can imagine, I have been through it this past week. From the outside looking in, I must look like a basketcase. One minute laughing hysterically on the phone, the next minute sobbing on a street corner. Thanks to the lady who walked all the way over from the other side of the train just to give me an unopened pack of Kleenex tissue as I silently cried on the D train. Thanks to the friend who let me vent for 30 minutes uninterrupted when my grandmother pissed me off (as I completely expected her to but that's another story for another day...I'm actually in a decent mood today). Thanks to my cousin who just let me break down and verbalize my fears (sidebar: I'm still waiting to hear about that pole dancing class. I ain't forget. LOL). Thanks to the bus driver who made me laugh and forget my troubles while we were stuck in traffic because of the kids in the street after the African American Day Parade (sidebar: did anyone go? was the chubby dude with the marching band from Baltimore who is a FAN of high kicks and twirls there??? those bands from Baltimore are something else - not sure if that's a good thing or not. LOL). I even have to thank my boss, for dumping a huge multi-million dollar project in my lap and expecting me to have it completed by Monday (which I did.....at nine p.m. sigh) . It was just the distraction that I needed. Oh, and I may just have my laptop after all. Watch out, Carrie. Now all I need are my Manolos or better yet, Louboutins. Or maybe, both. LOL

I have so much I wish to blog on. I miss writing like a fish misses water, like Pookie misses crack. I must introduce you to Rufus Leroy (my blog name for this character...hahahaha). But that's for another day. I just wanted to send my thanks for your love, encouragement and support as I travel through this extremely difficult journey.