Wow, I am so thrilled at the record breaking amount of comments I got on my previous post! That is more than my "100 things about me" post! And THAT has been in my side bar for months!
I was explaining to my friend Heidi on Saturday that getting comments on my blog is like getting mail when I was a teenager! I wrote to many friends at that time in my life and waiting for the mailman to come by the house each day (especially in the summer) was torture. And then when I finally got a letter from a friend, it was the coolest feeling as I ripped it open!
Comments from a friend or friendly reader is a great boost! It certainly doesn't upset me when I get no comments. It's just good to know I have friends and family out there that care enough to read about my life and leave words of encouragement.
I called Heidi on Saturday to ask if one of her boys had a pair of black dress pants that Liam could borrow for the prom. It had been since Liam was about 3 or 4 months old that I had talked to her. Pretty sad, but we are both busy and live about a half hour from each other (and not really on the beaten path to drop in on each other often). I met Heidi when I was right out of high school! We worked together in a care center and became fast friends. (She was an RN and I was a lowly CNA.) She is one of those people that doesn't lie or sugar coat life. She can empathize with me and really communicate that she "gets it". And I can't explain her much better than that without sounding cliché. She just rocks and I love that we can pick up and laugh and complain and relate like we had just spoken the day before.
And what really made my day on Saturday is... I found out Heidi reads my blog daily. I had no idea! What an awesome friend!
And I feel special because... lately Liam has proven that he loves me. He always has showed love for me in small ways, but this past month I have noticed his adoration for me has been amplified. He actually stops playing every few minutes to come over to me to get a "love"... he basically hugs me for a few seconds then returns to what he was doing. It's the sweetest thing!
He also giggles and makes a b-line for the door when I get home from work. I love his excitement for ME to pick him up! He has such a tender little heart and I feel so grateful that he is mine to raise! What a privelage to spend the lot of my time with such a sweet soul!