This morning as I was changing and dressing little Reagan for the day, Jason came in her bedroom and asked me, "Babe, have you seen this?" I turned around and saw the envelope he was holding out to me. "What, a bill?" "Nope--it's a money order." I said, "What's a money order?" "Babe, someone gave us $540 and they have a note that says, 'for your zofran.'" "WHAT?!?!"
The envelope had no return address on it and the money order had no name of the sender. I made sure Reagan was safe and started tearing up...so thankful that God has once again provided money for us when we least expect it and certainly don't deserve it! The three of us prayed together, thanking God for His unending mercy and love for us. I have my suspicions of who the generous giver(s) are, and they have been quite sneaky. So if you're reading this blog, please know that you have come along side us when we need it the most. Having nausea all the time can be draining on a marriage and home life because nothing gets done around the house and tensions can rise because I'm always on the verge of sickness. So thank you for offering not only physical relief to me, but marital relief as well. Not to mention, I'll be a much better parent to Reagan, having more energy, being able to play more, etc. because of your generosity. Zofran is very expensive and worth every cent because it truly is a miracle drug. We we weren't planning on me taking it anymore--and we were ok with that! Yet you decided to open your heart and your checkbook to make me feel better--something I'm so not deserving of! Thank you so much, whoever you are. There's no way you can know how much you've blessed us.