We were well served today. The Marine Mothers of Bethesda and the Rotary Club sponsored lunch for all the wounded warriors and their families--it was quite a lunch, and there was enough to feed the staff, too!
In addition to lunch, they brought two massage therapists who offered chair massages to caregivers. Seth's grandpa and I were very grateful for the gentle touch--kind of a professional hug.
|Which is more goofy looking?|
Later, one of many chaplains here came by with the president of the National Bible Association with a military Bible for Seth. I wish I could say it made the same impression as the iPad, but we were grateful for their visit, kind words and convictions.
Last, the LDS missionaries came by and had a devotional with us, which I appreciated since I haven't been to church in over two months.
So, that was our 9-11. We were the recipients of the kindnesses of many, many people--some we've met; most we never will. This gives me great hope and great peace that good will prevail over evil--and that those who lost their lives on that day and since that day did not die in vain.