The Lemonade Stand :: The Village

Monday, November 10, 2014


The Lemonade Stand is where we meet to share from our hearts, inspire each other to enjoy the simple pleasures in life, and gather as a community to celebrate the bright side of life.




They say it takes a village. They are right.

In the past two weeks, I became sick and came pretty close to developing pneumonia. I was ordered to rest and stay home. Easier said than done. My husband works afternoon/evenings so the morning routine fell solely on him. I had to take time off and my village rallied. The parents of my daughter’s best friend from school (people that we have grown to become quite close to) took my daughter each day after school and helped her with homework and fed her dinner. My three year old son went to the neighbor’s across the street (close friends of ours who have a son the same age) came and picked up my boy and kept him for the afternoon/evening and fed him dinner and brought him home at bedtime, bathed and pajama’d. Throughout all of this, I had friends dropping off homemade soup, pasta, fresh juices, smoothies. It was humbling and inspiring. Good thing, too, the stomach flu also decided to drop by and visit both my children so I I had the energy to deal with that because my village fueled me. (Truth is we are still dealing with it. Oh, friends.)

This is the village. The calls on social media asking if I need anything from people who really mean it. The texts, the food, the quick drop offs. I realized something incredibly important this week. I realized that the smallest bit of kindness creates a ripple that translates into something tangible. I am unable to adequately express how much those gestures have meant to me. The thought that my village will care for my children when I am sick…it is something I do not take for granted. And my compassion is awakened and strengthened. I am abundant.

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    Pumpernickel says:

    Oh man, I wish I had friends like that! The second day home with our new baby our family- even the babies!- got the flu very badly. The sickest I had ever been in my life and my body REALLY should have had rest. My husband had no maternity leave so he went to work sick and came home to chaotic nights. My three year old resented the new baby because he was sick and not getting all of Mommys attention. New baby only knew that being alive was difficult when sick (It got better!) and I felt utterly abandoned by my friends and family who didn’t want to get sick. I was holding on by my fingernails. It really showed me who I have that I can count on…myself. That’s my most dramatic “sick” story.

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