I have wonderful friends. Some of them here, some of them not here. I've got my GNO girls, my knitting girls, my sit in church girl. How did I get so lucky?
I have new friends, old friends, and friends that I've known since I was in preschool.
I have a friend who calls me for lunch every so often so we can keep each other sane - she soothes me about my non-work status and I about her work situation.
I have a friend who calls me every week or so - she doesn't live here, but she has half of my heart with her always. We try to stay connected, but it's been harder lately. I'll be better, promise.
I've got a friend who is in trouble - it's been a tough year for her, but she just soldiers right on through all of it, knowing that it will eventually be OK. What an inspirtation!So my problem is - all of these friends I have - every last one of them - has been so supportive of me and loves me right through it all. That's not the problem part. The problem is that I want to do something for all of them, and there is no way I can. There are not enough hours in the day, and it overwhelms me that I can't do something for each of them...
So I sit and think of what I can do with what I have and how I can return their kindnesses...
I'm hoping that they don't notice that I'm sure I get more out of our relationships than they do...if I could just do more. In the meantime, I'm going to just pray to God each night, thanking him for blessing me as he has, and hope that it continues.
Instead, after felting, I got this: