Her husband was dying.
I said: "yes, yes, of course" and went about my week.
Sara's husband had done quite well for close to 5 years with the cancer. It wasn't until a few weeks ago, that he was in so much pain that they had to clean out his desk at work.
They were spending all day at the hospital and needed a hot meal to come home to.
I said I'd do it: make a meal.
But then there was laundry, and sickness, and school, and messes, and fights, and errands, and husband's late nights, and this, and that, and I almost forgot.
And I almost called Liz up and said: "hey, you know I just can't do it this week, I've got too much going on.." and I also thought to myself: "I just don't have it together to make my own family a meal."
But thankfully I thought of something quick and delicious to make. In my mind, the task was so big, but in reality, the time and effort it took wasn't.
I'm so glad I said yes.
Sara's husband died today and I called her and I tried to hold back the tears, and she sounded so calm and sweet, and do you know what she said to me?
"We've just been eating on your taco soup every night. It's so delicious."
And I was glad I'd said "yes" and even more glad that I sacrificed my time for her..a simple gesture that meant so much. How could I have known how much it meant?
We don't always know what our simple gestures of love really mean.
We don't know what our sacrifices of time to show love to someone really mean.
I'd wished I'd taken even more time: to make some corn muffins, some homemade chocolate chip cookies.
"We've just been eating on your taco soup all week."
Love in a word is the gift of self. ~Pope John Paul II