Previously on Tales of Strude: Bought a house, got furloughed, still no unemployment benefits, still no idea when this will end, still no idea if we will be able to return to life as it was or whether we will have to build something new.
So today, I am writing about gratitude.
These past few weeks have been scary and stressful. The Unknown has been constantly snarling at the back of my neck. The questions of, “What are we going to do?” and “What if X or Y or Z happens?” have been constant companions.
And yet, we are not alone. There are lights shining in the darkness. There are those around us who see us and, for reasons I don’t understand, love us.
We are truly humbled and extremely grateful for the outpouring of love and support we have received. We have held each other so many times over the past weeks while being struck absolutely speechless at the generosity of those around us and feeling unworthy of it.
We can’t possibly say thank you enough or express our humility and gratitude at the love we have received. We cannot find the words to adequately express what all of this means to us.
“Thank you,” seems so slight, so deficient a phrase.
But still, thank you. Thank You!
We hope one day that we will be in the position to pay this love and generosity forward.
When you hear folks say, “We will get through this together,” this is what it takes to make that happen.
Again, thank you.