I am very blessed. I have a wonderful family and wonderful children and am generally - content in family and my own company. Of course, sometimes solitude is craved for in amongst the ceaseless conversation, questions and general babble that makes my noisy family life. Don't get me wrong - that babble is what makes me laugh and smile, hold and hug - but still I like my own company and can stick my nose in a book/ knitting/ baking for hours. So can my other half. I am what my mother would call a homebody. And I enjoy it, so much. I am always amazed and bemused by those I know for whom a mobile phone is secretary central. I neither need nor want a bevy of people in my life.But that said- friends, good friends, trusted friends are precious, very precious.
This morning I had coffee with 2 such friends. Friends who care and worry about us. Friends with whom sharing a latte and a cupcake is like a gift, such a blessed gift. I laughed with them, shared their troubles and they mine. They are worth their weight in gold. Then i got home and the postman arrived. With a box. An amazon box.... now for those of you that know me, know I have an addiction(one of many!|), an amazon addiction. It normally befalls me on late night sessions on the laptop and I am jittery from "buy now" to arrival day. I opened it eagerly and out fells a slim volume of an author I love. It has that new book smell. You know the one! I run my hands over the shiny jacket and unbroken spine. It feels just right in my hands. But i know this I have not ordered. Reluctantly I started to place the book back in the box when a whisp of paper falls out. I picked it up from the kitchen floor and read the delivery note. "I saw this and thought of you, my friend. Lots of lovexxxxxx" Her name is at the base of the docket and hot tears slide down my cheeks. True friends are very precious indeed. I am blessed.
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