This Time Together

Hi,
I am feeling a bit better.  I finished my antibiotics Tuesday.  Thank goodness.  I hope the inflammation is done.  The antibiotics really make me sick and the effect is still not completely gone.  I'm sorry for being out of contact so much. 
I have been reading the latest memoir by Carol Burnett... and its definitely got me hungry for more... I never knew it but she has a daughter, Carrie, who passed at 38 from cancer.  She doesn't go into a lot of detail but she wrote this and it really touched my heart...
Actually Carrie had written this... I think for an earlier book her mom wrote... anyway...
Our Legacy is really the lives we touch, the inspiration we give, altering someone's plan -- if even for a moment --  and getting them to think, cry, laugh, argue.  More than anything. we are remembered for our smiles; the ones we share with our closest and dearest, and the ones we bestow on a total stranger, who needed it RIGHT THEN, and God put you there to deliver.
I want to share a Cara story....  To me I remember Cara as a person with a lot of heart... I really hope that there are other people in the world who will remember from time to time some kindness Cara did for them... maybe it was no more than to listen and to care... she was awesome at that... Cara was a giver...  Cara was in a detox facility.  It was Saturday and she was getting out.  She called me to let me know she'd be released sometime that afternoon and to ask me to pick her up.  She sounded so much like her old self.  My heart was full of cautious joy.  Just a few minutes later she called back.  She wanted to know if Michael might have some jeans and shirts... anything... that he might be willing to give away.  She said they had brought in an older man the night before.  He was homeless.  He had nothing but the clothes he was wearing.  Cara said he was a tall man like Michael and she thought some of Michael's old clothes might fit the guy.  I was so glad to do what Cara asked.  She sounded so much like the person that I loved so much... so full of life and love and happiness...  It was a blessed moment.  Cara really did light up the world for me and often for others...  
I asked Michael if he had anything and told him why they were needed.  Michael truly does have a caring heart and he acted glad to be able to help.  He found a nice big box of really decent stuff.  I went to a local St Vincents and found some underclothing that was actually brand new.  I hadn't actually gone to find those... I was going because I normally went about once a week to look for books to read.  I felt like God must have guided me there that day to buy the man those underclothes... to be honest I hadn't thought about underclothes... but just as God put Cara there to see that man's need... he sent me to St Vincents. 
So I went to pick up Cara.  I had two boxes of stuff when we got everything.  I brought the stuff in and the staff at the Tau Center were somewhat surprised.  The security guard really made me feel good.  He said that he was so glad that Cara had asked and I had been able to get the stuff for the guy.  He said maybe the gift of those clothes... knowing that someone he had just met had cared enough to want to help... might be what would help him feel good enough about himself to win his battle against addiction.  I certainly hope so.  I never heard anything... There are so many lost sad and hurting souls in this world...
Well... I ramble...
Just a little more...  The last chapter of this book Carol said that she tries to be like her friend Beverly Sills, who in spite of many hurts tries to keep a positive spirit.  She said that she tries each night before she goes to sleep to count the things she's grateful for.  She counts her husband Brian, her two daughters Jody and Erin, and Carrie too  (She says that although she lost her daughter Carrie... we all know she didn't lose her... but she lost the earthly being of Carrie... she counts the joy of all the times she had with her... another grateful...) her two grandsons Zach and Dylan two more gratefuls...  We have talked about that from time to time in this group... counting our blessings... and I do believe that while I know we hurt... we're always going to have this hurting... we have a lot of gratefuls too...
I have a lot of gratefuls.  In addition...  Right now I'm grateful for yall... my friends who understand where I've been... Hugs Elissa Cara's Mom For Always 

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And I\'m grateful that I was here to read your journal. Such inspiration from some pretty significant people, you, Carrie and Michael included. This journal entry has made me stop and think and ask myself: Am I being as generous to others with my words and actions as I would like to think I am? Truly your friend, BarbaraWawa
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I\'m sorry I said Carrie and I meant to say Cara.
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{{{hugs}}}} love you!! you mean the world to me!
CorriesMom
CorriesMom

Thanks for the reminder to look for all we have to be grateful for, even in our pain and sadness. What a wonderful gift to be able to remember the time Cara reached out to a fellow being in distress. I\'m sure it made a difference for him.

Sending love, hugs and a heart of gratitude for your journal entry ~ Debbie
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What a wonderful story you shared and what a giving and caring heart Cara had. Love to you Wendy
ihart
ihart

Cara did have a heart of gold as does her mom. Hugs, Inga