Be Careful What You Offer

This semester I have some night classes that keep me out quite late a few nights a week. This wouldn’t be so bad if my internship didn’t have me awake and an hour away from my house quite early the morning after said night classes. Because of my travel and preparation times, I figured that I was going to really cut into my sleep. This was okay when I was 18, but as anyone who knows me well can attest, I am not quite lovable, energetic, or pleasant if too much sleep is taken away.

My response to this situation was to whine and complain—typical me. One of my friends from school/internship was listening to my “vent” and offered a suggestion. She informed me she and her husband had an extra room at their house, that was much closer to my internship, and that I would be welcome there. I don’t know if she was just being nice, or crazy, or what. I, thinking only of my lack of sleep, accepted her offer, after checking and double-checking if she was sure she wanted to let me into her home.

Last night was the first time we tried out this new system. I don’t know their feelings, but I don’t know how to express how grateful I am. They fed me dinner, gave me a room, with a down comforter, made me coffee in the morning. I said “thank you” a lot, but they asked me to stop that.

This is just the most recent example of how wonderful the people in my life are. It is truly mind boggling that my friends are so generous to me. Thank you never seems enough--I pray they all know how much I appreciate them.