Thank you for reading my words today.
Thank you for choosing to settle in with me,
to pour your cup of coffee,
and to listen to the meanderings that rattle around in my mind.
Thank you for trusting me to be honest,
to be careful,
to say what I mean,
to mean what I say.
Thank you for letting me do life with you,
even if we've never really met, face to face.
Thank you for feeling like we have.
It is my greatest honor that you sit with me,
you read, you listen.
I raise my coffee mug to you.
My heart rises up with thankfulness.
I've been on a family vacation for the past week and it was so nice to get away and spend quality time with my loved ones, but the one thing that was missing from each of my mornings was reading your blog (no internet connection there). I'm glad I'm catching up with your blog today because I just so happen to have a Starbucks coffee in hand! So I raise my "mug" to you as well, for you are one of my dearest friends. We have never met, but you truly touch my heart and mind every day, and for that I am grateful. Thank you!
You were a Camp Carl counselor to our daughter Bethany many years ago and she got me reading your tuck and ty blog and then praying for you and your boys through Rob's death and grief....I lift up my green tea mug to you!!
Dear Tricia, A friend told me about you shortly after your dear husband died. I've been reading you everyday since. My heart has been with you. I love reading your blog so very, very much. Thank you, thank you. Love, Raena
I raise my mug (ahem) glass of ice tea to YOU!
I love what you write. I've said it before and I'll say it again, you can put into words how I feel when I can not not. Wouldn't miss your blog for the world. It's a priveledge to know you. 🙂
Thank you for sharing your story with us 🙂
My Starbucks mug is raised right back at you Tricia. Thank you for your vulnerability and your humor, two things I value in people.
Thank you!! Just started getting e mails from your posts and it is so wonderful of you to share your heart with us. I have read most of your past posts and have cried, laughed and been in awe with your words. Thanks so much for sharing.
enjoying your words, tricia...thank you for the constant insight to life. think about you lots, dear sister.
I raise my glass to you! Your words have brought laughter, tears and a respect for how you raise those two sweet boys! Hugs to you!
I am blessed daily by your beautiful and honest writing, Tricia. I have laughed and shed tears with you many mornings over my own mug of coffee. Your journey inspires me. Thank you for sharing it. Blessings to you and your darling boys~
ditto, what they said. Cheers! ()
So thankful for you Tricia. I know we don't know eachother and I have not suffered the same loss you have, but your posts and your love for Jesus have encouraged me through the difficulties in my life. May God bless you and your boys (you seem to be an incredible mother to them) as you follow Him down this difficult path. Thank YOU for feeling like we've met before. Prayers sent your way from a small town in Northern California.
Trica, Debbie here from Stow, Ohio. I found your blog shortly after Rob died...your walk has been a testimony to me of God's lovingkindness even in very difficult times. My daughter was just sentenced for her 2nd dui and I am very sad today. But, God is the lifter of my head and yours as well.
Oh, Tricia, it is a great honor for me to read your blogs every day or as often as you write. Thank you for your generosity to us as you share your life with us through your writing.
No, it's us who thank you, Tricia. And it's us who are blessed by your words.
Can't wait until September!
I am thankful for your raw honesty, Tricia. I raise my bullet-proof coffee back to you. (Coffee blended with coconut oil and butter to a thick foamy deliciousness, if you're wondering.)
Somehow, we have come to need each other. You need to know God is using your pain for His glory and purpose. We need to hear what God has to speak into our hearts through you
r words. Thank You.
I like you.
THANK YOU...for being open and honest and sharing your very heart and soul. I thank God that somehow he led me to your site in February 2011. Your words give me new and fresh insight into God's word so I know they are inspired by Him. You are a blessing to me!
Thank you so much Tricia. I have been reading your posts for over a year now, but have never commented. I was in Q-row in OSUMB from 95-98. I have 3 small boys 3 and under and feel a bond to you when I read your posts. I look forward to meeting you some day, if not on this earth, then in heaven.
Thank you for writing through your grief and your joys, Tricia. I never read your words without my heart feeling the impact. So, I raise my coffee mug (filled with home-roasted coffee swirled with cococut creamer) right back to you, along with prayers for strength and clarity as you bless the crowd in Ohio tonight with the spoken word.
Someone shared your blog on facebook, and I have followed it since just before your husband died. We've never met, but you've had an influence on me. Not only have you demonstrated how beautiful and carefully crafted writing can cause the written word to draw people in even more than TV or movies do, you have also helped me think carefully about life, love, and Jesus. Thanks, Tricia--I raise my mug to you!
I truly enjoy your honest, heartfelt writings. God bless you in a special way today.
Thank YOU, Tricia. I am moved (often to tears), or blessed, or reminded, or inspired, or made to laugh every time I read your posts. Thank you for sharing them so freely with us all.
Thank you for writing the words!!!!!!!!!!
It is always my pleasure to read your posts. I receive your updates in my email and yours is almost always the first email I click to read. I don't comment much...it's really so hard to know what to say because your posts are so deeply personal, but you have my heart Tricia. I have two young kids - 2 and 6, and a husband, we are Christ followers, we are around the same age....okay, i'm a little older...35, I live in Ohio. Thank you for sharing your grief and your journey. I know the writing is probably mostly for you, but I am blessed to read your words.