When I got there, I was presented with a card from the choir members, most of whom I've known for close to 15 years. I care about these people a great deal. They've seen me through some pretty difficult times.
The Get Well card (for my recent appendix surgery) also contained a monetary gift, as well. I was totally humbled and blown away. My family needs the money so much right now. It's going straight into the bank tomorrow morning.
I don't know how to express my thanks in a meaningful way to the choir. A card seems lame. I'm not going to stand up and make a speech on Sunday. I don't know what to do.
Saint Marty is rarely at a loss for words.
|All I have to say is, "Wah...wobble....wee...hanks..."|