I thought I could keep up with posting our gratitude and giving adequate credit to each amazing act of service done for our family. Who knew that this, at times, would be harder than the cancer itself...not being able to repay or sincerely thank EVERY kindness given to us. We are forever changed by the tremendous outpouring of love, service, and generosity. I used to scroll past fundraisers for people I didn't know but now, after the magnitude of what has been given to us, I must do something...even if it is something small. A girl with four young kids like myself, who is dying from her cancer, donated to our family when she found out our situation. Others families who are hardly making ends meat have donated or done great services for our family. At first, we struggled with terrible feelings of guilt that these type of people were doing things like this for us. We just wanted to give back to them and more feeling they needed it far more than we did. Then I thought of the "widow's mite" story in the bible and how the widow who had nothing wanted to give all that she had to the Lord. As some of these people who are hardly able to give or serve do so in the name of the Lord they are teaching us a most powerful lesson, that everything we have is from the Lord. Just as the priest bought Jean ValJean's soul in Les Miserables with two candlesticks I feel these people who could hardly give but still did have bought my soul. I hope that I will always remember and give as they have given.