Friday, October 18, 2013

My People

Some of you remember back in January when my back locked up on me and I was unable to pick up my baby let alone move. Well, out of the blue last night, it started happening again. I woke up this morning barely able to move, with two littles to take care of. And while Lu is helpful! she can't very well pick her 26 pound baby brother up. As I slowly made my way upstairs to get Declan, I had a sudden craving for a Kicker from Dutch Bros. For some crazy reason I thought it would make me feel better.

I made it down the stairs with the baby, praying every step of the way that my back wouldn't seize up. I got the kids breakfast and slowly started the process of making my coffee. Irish cream, half and half, espresso... I sat down. Sort of. It actually felt better to stand. I sipped my coffee and despite my hopes, it didn't make me feel any better. 

How was I going to make it through the day? Tony's at work and I couldn't even take the baby upstairs for the nap he so desperately needed. But it had to be done. I opened the baby gate and followed behind Declan as he crawled up the stairs. I stood by the crib for a good five minutes waiting for him to get close enough to snatch him and lay him down. Success. So what if he's going to sleep with a pan from the play kitchen and banging it on the bars of the crib? He was in bed.

After making it back down the stairs, after about ten minutes of trying to figure out how I was going to make it through the day, Tony walked through the door. My savior. That's when the tough mom facade went out the window and the real pain set in. He helped me to the bed and here I lay, teary eyed, realizing why my coffee drink didn't make me feel better. 

You see, it wasn't the drink. It was the hands that brought it to me last January when my back gave out on me. It's my people. My people that gathered around my family and lifted us up with meals, and coffee and true love. You know you are. And today, know that you are missed, not just for the coffee you brought, or the meals you prepared, but you. You are missed, I didn't know how truly blessed I was with your friendships until I was gone.


5 comments:

Glory Laine said...

I love the Jones family. near or far. Wishing I could help physically today but giving you something better. I am lifting you up in prayer this morning spiritually. Love you sister.

Crystal Kupper said...

Oh Carrie, I so hear you. And facing the same issues in just a few weeks. Hoping your back straightens out soon, friend.

Erica Martin said...

If only I had a plane...

Love you! Hang in there. You got this.

Carrie Jones said...

I love all three of you. Thanks for the words of encouragement. <3

Hosmerita said...

Oh Lady Love,
How did I not see this on Friday!? Sweetness I am so sorry. You are so strong and I wish that I was there to help! Hugs and loves and prayers that you will not have too many issues with it. I wish I was there to bring over coffee!
Love Ya!