Sunday August 23rd 2009, 10:41 pm
Filed under: Friends,Life

Phyllis asked me, while on the phone yesterday, and I told her my soapdish dispenser I’d bought from Mel and Kris had broken and that I’d love it if she could pick one out for me from their display and have me pay her back.

This morning, at church, she handed it to me and told me that when they’d found out who it was for, they wouldn’t accept any money. (Insert futile protest of “But you’ve got to earn a living, you know!”)

Note that they didn’t confess later to me when I came by after all; they wanted Phyllis to get the delight of having me be surprised.   Did I mention that they are really nice people?!

One of the reasons for my escape later was this:  I wanted…  Now that I knew they were there, I needed something that was meaningful to me and small enough for me to be able to carry back to my car  (even though I didn’t end up carrying nor walking with it.)  I needed it  small and lightweight for Deb to carry, too, luggage and plane rides being what they are.

So I bought a small ceramic bowl.  Mel and Kris do beautiful work.  It is the handthrown pottery equivalent of cupping your two hands together.  I’ve had one for awhile that I love; the colorwork and sense of their presence gives a certain reverence to the start of my days as I mix cocoa (a lot) and sugar (not much) in mine, then pour the mixture into a mug of hot milk. Perfect.

Today I got to give the new little bowl to my friend Deb, who stopped by after flying into the area from back East.  I had no idea she loved to collect beautiful ceramics; it had simply seemed like the right thing.  It was fun to watch her delighted reaction.

She, on the other hand, had knitted me an exquisite lace bookmark, and it matched the lace socks she and her daughter Kate had knitted me earlier.

She also knitted for both of the get-well afghan projects that were going on unbeknownst to me in January.  She knew it would mean much to me that she knit one of those squares with leftover yarn from my socks at the center, surrounded by yarn from her late son’s socks. As a matter of fact, one of her squares was knit with such an intensity and speed that it was the first to arrive.

I got to show her, finally in person like I wish I could for Anniebee and Elizabeth who did the piecing together and for everybody who worked on them, the finished afghans.  We shared stories. We laughed. We missed Robbie, my son John’s age, sharing hospital stories, and wept.  And hugged.

Some friends you can never get ahead of.  But they are also the kind of people where that doesn’t matter.  It was such a rare treat to get to see Deb as well as Mel and Kris; it has been a weekend all around of holding friends close in much love. (Phyll and Lee, you too.)

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I’m pretty sure I know that pottery from Benicia’s annual craft fair, coming up soon. I’ll be sure to go say hi!

Isn’t it cool when everything fits together?

Hugs, Gretchen

Comment by Gretchen 08.24.09 @ 12:07 am

No coincidences. Beautiful gifts!!

Comment by Channon 08.24.09 @ 5:49 am

It just goes to show that the good you do really does come back to visit you, sometimes literally 🙂 Enjoy your friends, gifts, & all the new memories…you truly deserve them.

Comment by TripletMom 08.24.09 @ 7:15 am

What a lovely time :-}

Comment by Diana Troldahl 08.24.09 @ 7:38 am

Funny how it all works out. I love it when a plan comes together.

Comment by sherry in idaho 08.24.09 @ 7:46 am

You brought (warm and fuzzy) tears to my eyes. What a lovely chain of events.

Comment by Julie 08.24.09 @ 8:44 am

What I didn’t tell you was that I knew I was going to be able to come see you for about three weeks, but I didn’t want to say anything till I figured out how you were feeling.

Despite the scarcity of “face time”, you’re one of my “old” friends, in that totally comfortable, talk about affairs of the heart way. I’m so glad we were able to be together yesterday! And yes, the pottery bowl is beautiful and exactly what I collect, thank you so much!

Comment by Deb in CT 08.24.09 @ 10:53 am

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