VD, big deal

Sounds cynical doesn't it?  Valentine's Day is really no big deal in my humble opinion.  I don't need one day a year to love my husband more than I do every other day.  Oh, yes, you got me flowers today because it means you love me....Puh-leeze....Every day is Valentine's Day for me.  I use every day to show my husband how much I love him, that I appreciate him.  And he makes me feel like the most beautiful woman on earth every single day.  He doesn't need February 14th to do that.

But then I saw my daughter get excited over buying Valentine's Day presents for a friend.  She announced to me that she and her friend were getting each other gifts because they don't have male interests right now, and wanted to do something nice for each other.   I thought that was pretty cool. I got thinking of my friends.  I realized something these last few days. I have more friends than I thought.  More people who say I mean something to them.

So my Valentine this year will be my friends too!  See, I never knew just what everyone thought of me until my recent health scare.  After I blogged about it people started getting real with me.  The loveliest sentiments came pouring in from everywhere.  I was called an amazing woman by so many, strong too, who me?  How can it be?

I am loved, admired and respected by people who I look at in awe most days for the things they can do. These are the amazing people and here they are saying such beautiful things to me.  People said that I made their world a better place because I am in it.  But how, I don't do anything....Just how do you respond to comments like this, "Know that you are a blessing to many Danielle!  I am better because I know you...", or "I know you will be fine.  You are too strong and loved not to be...." or "I've worked out enough with you and know you are crazy strong!" or "You are wonderful and strong and surrounded by people who love you..." or "you are an amazing and strong woman so many many people love and support you..." or " I would have hugged you longer" or "we will stay positive for you"  or "prayers and positive vibes coming your way..." to simply "I love you".  I even had a comment from a cousin reminding me I have my grandmother's blood coursing through my veins. She was a tough old bird.  She faced adversity how many times in her life and was the most fantastic woman.  I DO have Nanny's blood in my veins, I will face adversity again and come out ok.

But oh how these words from these people touched my heart.  My eyes got all rheumy trying to type them, that big, old knot taking up residence in my throat once again, rendering me incapable of speech without tears dripping from my words.

I have nothing to give any of you that were so kind to me when I needed it most.  I wish I were a millionaire. I would take you all away with me.  Somewhere warm and sunny with beautiful beaches and tropical drinks. I wish I could repay you for the joy, happiness and warm fuzzies that have taken up residence in this once despondent, scared and worried soul.

I know, no matter what the outcome of this biopsy is, I will truly be ok.  How could I not be with all of you wrapping your invisible arms around me and carrying me through my despair?

Thank you everyone I wish I had more to offer.  I sadly do not.  I can offer you my sincerest gratitude, and love.  And if you ever need anything, let me pay forward your kindness.  I owe you all big....