When I was in first grade, each of us were given a Friday, that would be our day of show and share. Ours alone. It was frightening to me, since I didn’t really like to talk much back then, especially in front of people. I decided that the only way I could do it, was if I brought my prized possession to show. My mom went through a phase of making china dolls and I had a few which I loved. The one I wanted to bring in to share was the bride doll. It was the only one she ever made like that. She made it for me.

The day that it was my turn, I brought it in to share. I whispered in front of the class for 10 minutes. All about my doll, her name, her clothes and that my mommy had made her just for me. When I was done, I asked the teacher if she’d put it away where no one could see it or touch it until it was time for me to go home.

I didn’t want her to be ruined, or broken, which I knew was possible, so I had it put away and I stopped talking about it.

Last week, I opened up a tiny hidden closet inside of me and shared the contents with you all. I wanted to do it. I wanted to share, to get it out, maybe to help someone else. You all supported me in ways I can’t even begin to tell you. You helped fill me up with kindness, when I needed it most.

Now I need to re-shut the door.

I have tried for a week to answer the comments in those two posts I wrote last week. Your words, your kindness deserves that. You all deserve a response. I am the person who sends thank you cards and I have truly wanted to answer each email and comment I received last week. But I can’t seem too. I open and shut them, only to re-open and re-shut them. I get a little panicky if I try to respond. Or well, a lot panicky.

Each comment and email meant the world to me. Truly. More than I can say. I need to shut that door though. It’s just too much. I am a bit too fragile still to leave the closet door open right now. I need to shut it. I can’t respond like I had wanted and I need to stop trying, for my own mental health.

I hope you’ll all accept this as a thank you. Truly, thank you.

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