Donna Dinardo, our neighbor to the right, sent over a huge chicken pot-pie that she had purchased today at Costco. As I lay in bed, trying to rest my weary, ever-so-pregnant body, I found myself reeling with amazement at how giving people are in our community- what spectacular friends we have made since moving here. Our lives have been made so rich by the caring of such wonderful people, like Donna, who's taken Liam to school almost everyday for two weeks, and Bonnie, who has made us three terrific dinners in the last seven days. Stacey, my "big sister" here in Mt. Lebanon, has put herself "on-call" for any needs we may have from this point going forward, and Karen Turkovich (K.T., as Tom so affectionately calls her) has also made herself available for babysitting all the kids during and after the birth. There is a huge piece of me that wonders how I could possibly deserve such nurturing from these women in my life. I'm almost in a hurry to birth this baby so that I can repay them in spades.

I don't ever want to know what my life would be like, again, without the relationships I have been blessed with here in Pittsburgh. Where God closed a door, he opened a window that looks out onto the most beautiful landscape I have ever seen.