I don’t normally make two blog posts in one day, but this is important, so I am.

I know that when you want to share a blog post which someone else has made on their own blog, you can do a little gizmo thing to share their post with your own followers. So yes, I do know I can do that. However, in this circumstance, I don’t want to do that, and the reason for this might become clear when you read this ‘story’.

A dear blogging friend, Michelle, has been going through a really heart aching time of recent. In the last 6 months Michelle has had her youngest Son, just three years old, go through surgery; Her young daughter (aged just 7) had to go through heart surgery; and since August 1st her eldest son has been very, very poorly indeed and is in hospital.

Yesterday Michelle posted this:

When Tears Become A Way Of Life

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Sometimes, tears become normal because life can be hard. So very, very hard.

The photo above is the view from my son’s hospital room. His illness first started on August 1st and he is still desperately sick. He now has post surgical meningitis and his pain is immense. Tears are never far from my eyes as I watch, helpless to ease his suffering. But do you know what he does?

He sings praise.

His spinal column and brain are filled with bacteria and pain, but he sings praise.

His hope has never grown dim and yesterday, when he could barely speak and was going in and out of delirium, he said to me

“Mom, I love you. Never lose faith.”

Can you imagine? In the midst of his suffering, he was encouraging me. Tears still come, but I wipe them away and carry on for him because if he can be that strong, so can I.

To all of my wonderful readers, customers and team, I have been pretty missing in action due to all of this. Thank you for sticking by me. I have so many Stampin’ Up! things I need to share with you, but they have to wait because my boy needs me. Thank you for your support, your business and your understanding, and thanks for stopping by today.

Many of you have shared your own stories of personal health struggles or watching loved ones suffer, and some of you have even recently lost those closest to you. My heart is with each of you who have shared. If you are in the middle of a season of tears, my message to you is the same as my son’s:

Friend, I love you.

Never lose faith.

Michelle

Michelle is the most incredible person. She’s a very soft and gentle girl, – and if you’d have been at school with her, you know you’d have protected from any bully, and made sure she knew she was fantastic, whatever someone else might say, and quite possibly thumped anyone who hurt her. (no matter how much a scaredy cat you actually are. – or is that just me I’m talking about here? lol). But she’s built of sturdier stuff than I, for I think I would have caved in under the weight of what she’s had to bear. She amazes me with her positivity and ability to keep going long after others would have been on the floor.

So, why am I here sharing blog post with you? Well, I have a favour to ask. Would you please go to Michelle’s blog page and post a message for her?

If you pray, would you tell her that you’re praying for her son?

If you don’t pray – that’s fine … tell her that you’re thinking positive thoughts and pushing your hopes and wishes out into the world. That way those good wishes and hopes and thoughts can join up with all the other people who are doing the same thing, and make one great big positive, thought, prayer, love and … oh lots of other things. And together, all those things make something so powerful and so good and, who knows …. maybe out of this could come something wonderful which we’re all hoping for.

The reason I didn’t want to do that gizmo ‘share’ of her post is because to do so seems wrong. The blog post, on this occasion, should stand alone, out of a deep respect for her and her family and the situation they are in right now. I didn’t want Michelle being notified that someone had shared her post on their own blog. There’s something wrong in doing that. Somehow it felt like a tacky thing to do.

But … If however you yourself have followers that you would like to encourage to visit Michelle’s blog and post something truly uplifting and which will give her an even greater hope that something good is happening, then that would be brilliant – and yes, you can do the quote of this blog post. I don’t mind.

You can visit Michelle’s blog post HERE.

When the page loads (in another window) scroll all the way down to leave a comment for her.

I thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for posting words of encouragement on her blog; showing her your support; telling her that you’re praying; or telling her that you’re thinking of her son and the family, and pushing good thoughts out into the ether, wishing and hoping that her sons health improves soon, and that he’s back home, fully recovered as soon as possible.

Thank you to all the wonderful people of blog land. Praying or Wishing or Hoping may seem like only be a little thing for you to do … but all those little things add up and eventually they become something BIG. And sometimes, all those little things bundled up together contain miracles that can amaze you. Those things really can make incredible things happen. They can change the world. Or a boy’s life.

As Arthur Conan Doyle said: “the little things are infinitely the most important.“