Round Rock Children’s Therapy Center has been open a little over two and a half years and there have been moments that I have wondered “Can I do this?” or “What was I thinking?” or “Is this worth it?”. And every time that I have thought these words, a small little miracle happens like a little boy says his first word, a young girl eats something new for the first time, a third grader learns how to read, or an adolescent makes her first real friend. These little miracles have made every single time that I have struggled as a business owner so “WORTH IT!”
Well, yesterday afternoon (after my husband and I had just recovered from a horrible stomach bug…and by recovered I mean we were finally able to eat applesauce and toast), the clinic flooded from the torrential rains we received. I had envisioned my night as playing with my boys, watching a movie with my husband, and going to bed early to get some much-needed rest. Instead, I had to figure out what to do about the clinic. And all of those above thoughts started filling my head again.
I wanted to cry, but I was just too tired to cry and I had people counting on me so I needed to form a plan. I needed to be strong. I needed to get the clinic cleaned. All of these thoughts contained the word “I” but little did I know that I would never think that word “I” again over the next 36 hours. My brother-in-law and father-in-law helped me move all the furniture and vacuum 40 gallons of water out of the clinic. My wonderful parents (who live in Kansas) got up at 3:00 this morning to drive to Round Rock and help get the clinic cleaned up so that our kids could get therapy this week. All of my therapists came into the office today and sat squished among materials in a freezing clinic to show me that I was not alone and that we were a team. We did chart audits, caught up on paperwork, and shared some laughs. But most of all it just helped to have people with me (even though I probably wasn’t the most pleasant person to be around..ha!). I received emails and phone calls from parents asking if they could help and telling me they were thinking of us. And my husband. Wow, he took the day off from work and ran errands, got the carpet cleaners, washed towels and crash pads, took our boys to day care, etc.
The first time I cried today was writing this blog because I am so blessed. So many people care about this clinic. The people at this clinic are like family. I love my job. The acts of kindness I received were the little miracles I needed today.