I have cramp in my leg and it is driving me nuts. I know, I know, my mother keeps telling me not to sit on my feet, but I always curl up in the chair, with my feet tucked under me, and then I can't walk when I stand up, and am the cause of much mirth to my family as I totter about trying to restore feeling to said feet. This is now interrupting my pacing, which I am doing as we all wait for updates on Heather. I should be in bed. I can't go till I know she is ok.
So how does a complete stranger come to be so important to me? This , my friends, is the power and blessing of the blogging world. I read the comments on her blog, and I know I am one of countlss numbers of people who have marked today by holding Heather and her family up. Together we can storm the gates of heaven, for the best of reasons.
All the minutiae pale into insignificance, and at times today, I noticed that things that would normally irritate me intensely did not matter. I didn't snarl at the kids I teach (in the face of considerable provocation)... I was calm. I worked, planned coursework, voted, went to a birthday tea, did the weekly shop, and I was, and am, grateful that I could do them all.