Taking stock

Life has been going at about 20mph since the Tea Party For M.E. on 16th May. And let me tell you, that is FAR too fast!

Since then I’ve been trying to wrap my head around the fact that we raised three times as much as last year’s Tea Party For M.E. Aside from the phenomenal fundraising total, it’s hearing that other people with M.E. felt included and supported for the first time in a long time, that reinforces my belief that we really need and deserve something as lovely as the Tea Party For M.E, you know, amongst all the medical neglect, endless symptoms, and the outdated and inaccurate stigma.

But I’ve had a lot going on since Blue Sunday. There’s been Social Services stress and the reminder that being reliant of disability benefits is never not a precarious situation to be in.

So I haven’t really been able to properly stop and celebrate the success of this year’s event. By today I’m taking some time to toast Blue Sunday’s momentous success with a cake I found in the freezer! Wahey!

The messages and comments I’ve received have meant so much to me that I’m planning on printing them and putting them on my wall for me to see from my sick bed.

If you donated, or shared about it, or joined in, or liked a post, thank you for making my whole year. In sounds a tad dramatic to say it makes my poorly little life worth living, and that wouldn’t exactly be true, but hosting Blue Sunday each year is the biggest deal to me. It gives me reason and a purpose and a whole lot of other things. So thanks for joining in and for supporting me and my little tea party.

Thanks again to you all. Here’s to this lovely community we have created online, who raised more money in a singe day (through an online fundraiser) than anyone thought possible.