An Overdue Thank You...

This isn't about Antiques...but as you know, I don't always write about the Crazy Antique World... I finally sat down, and wrote a thank you, to a dear Man, who truly pulled me out of the fire, last September... There has not been a single day, that has went by, that this Man, has not been on my heart... When I was truly at the end of my rope, one of the darkest days of my life, felt I had been betrayed by those, I had trusted most, it seemed, with one little conversation, he delivered me from the fire, and I was filled with rejoice... Am I speaking of God... Well, yes and no... He had a major Hand in this, I am positively sure... I have struggled, how does one ever repay this kind of debt... I don't know... I just don't know... I sat down, and wrote him a letter. Yes, long over due, but not for the reason you may think. Not because I didn't take the time, or forgot about his kindness, he was always right there, in my heart, but I think, because I couldn't come up with anything worthy enough, to thank him with... What this Man did for me, was truly priceless... It was an unbelievable act, that no amount of money, or words could ever begin to repay... I have shed many tears today, while trying to express my gratitude, and in the end, a simple 'thank you', was all I could say.... I hope he somehow knows, how very much he truly saved me, I know, for as long as I have a breath in my body, I will never forget... So... Thank You, Don. I think listening to the song, I put on for Mary, today, " In the Arms of The Angels", helped me finally find the words, to convey to Don, how very much, he saved me... I don't think, even he knew, what a blessing he was to all of us... He truly is " The Bridge Over Troubled Water". Barb C. I hope others that read this, will find the words, to thank those who do so much... It seems so little, their thoughtfulness being so big, but let them know how very much they mean to you... Thank You... { I delivered the cards, and letter, to Don, this afternoon, sure I wasn't going to cry... But of course, melted, when I handed them to him... You probably wonder, who is Don? A Minister, or a Priest? Nope, he's our Home Town, {Independent }Banker, and more than that, much more... a Friend.. { this had nothing to do with me... it was for the most important ones in my life, the 'priceless' ones...}