That's What Friends Are For

(Well, if you're lucky enough to have very generous friends who aren't afraid to shop).

It's been a rough couple of weeks for me.  I've got a lot going on in my personal life and fashion seems to be the last thing on my mind.  My time is mostly spent researching childhood apraxia of speech, which my two-year-old son was just diagnosed with, and trying to arrange the proper therapy plan for him. We've cancelled our trip to Paris in June; much of my son's therapy is not covered by insurance our vacation fund has become our therapy fund.  Since this condition is so rare, I've hit plenty of dead ends and feel a tremendous amount of pressure to get him what he needs and get it fast.  We have a long road ahead of us and I can't help but worry what it will be like for him if his baby brother (due in January) can speak before he can.  It's one of those things where you just have to let go and let God, yet this is always easier said than done, especially when it comes to your child.  I just want him to be okay.  I just want to hear his voice.

I cry, I pray, I research and repeat.  My husband has been a phenomenal support for me, keeping my head in the right place, keeping me focused on what's important, and keeping me grounded.  At the end of the day Colt is a happy, healthy little boy and we really are so blessed.

That doesn't mean I still don't struggle and some days are harder than others.  Last night, I was up most of the night and feel like the walking dead today.  To be honest, I'm not sure if I brushed my hair this morning (don't worry teeth were not neglected). My overall appearance, my fashionability, and some might argue my personal hygiene, were the last things on my mind.  So, I was utterly surprised to find a rather large package on my doorstep (that I did not order) from (gasp!) zappos.com from my dear friend Jeree.  Inside this pair of Burberry rain boots with a note that read:

"Hoping these add some sunshine to your rainy days."

It was just the sort of pick me up I needed.  Sure, they are just another pair of shoes that can't fix my problems, but they remind me that I am blessed to have so many wonderful people in my life to support me, love me, listen to me, and send me ridiculously extravagant gifts from time to time.  Just like Annie said:  "the sun will come out tomorrow."  And it will.  I know it will.  It just has to.