Wednesday, March 17, 2010

My Village

You know that saying "it takes a village to raise a child" ? Well, I'm hereby changing it to "it takes a village to support a family."

I am so blessed and so lucky to have an awesome village. Of course, there's the Milk Moms, my IRL mother's group. I've got two really good IRL friends in my neighborhood. There's a couple other women in the neighborhood that I don't see or talk to often, but I've clicked with them in one way or another (okay, I actually kind of stalk one of them and another is a blogger many of you read) and I would definitely feel comfortable calling on them in an emergency. Some friends from college are great (when I make time for them). Of course, I have my sister here, my sister in Texas, my parents, and sister-in-law. Even if they are far they would come if I needed them.

Earlier this week, I was reminded once again how fortunate I am.

Mr. Quimby was called out of town unexpectedly (we found out Friday night) and has been gone Monday morning through Thursday late night. This is in addition to next week when he'll be gone Sunday noon - Thursday late night. These trips away aren't quite as hard for me as they once were. But with this warmer weather, I knew it would be easier if I had someone who could play with the girls outside while I clean up from dinner and sit with Beezus while I put Ramona to bed.

So, I put out an e-mail on a listserv in my neighborhood that is for parents of young children. I explained that I was just looking for a mother's helper and did anybody have any suggestions.

Wow.

First off, this other blogger that you know and love responded with a couple of ideas and even forwarded my e-mail to someone else who she thought might work out. My friend June came up with another suggestion. Two other people I don't even know offered up other ideas and one of them totally had to go out of her way to get contact information to someone. Then, this someone else who received the forwarded e-mail got in touch within a couple hours.

I was floored. And really, really touched.

To my own credit, I've worked at my village. I post and comment fairly frequently on my neighborhood listserv. I make an effort to learn and get to know other people's names - my pick up line at the playground is: "I don't think we've met. I'm Thrift Store Mama." I try really hard to arrange my schedule (and Mr. Quimby's) so that I can attend most of the Milk Mom gatherings, and I also try (but not quite as hard) to have 1:1 time with the Milk Moms.

But still, I can only take credit for a little bit of my village.

The rest of it ? It's the luck of the draw and the inherent goodness in people.

I'm really, really glad that I have my village.

2 comments:

Elaine said...

And the village appreciates you, too! Thanks for any answering you did to my request earlier this week. I didn't realize you were snowed under on your own.

Sue @ Laundry for Six said...

You do a lot for the village too!

 
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