I got in my car in my driveway and closed the door. Purlescence night.
I opened that door right back up again and grabbed my keys, spurred on by the strong feeling that no, I needed to have one with me, and unlocked the house and ran back inside. Where I grabbed a copy of my book.
At the shop, though, I left it in the car–it’s not like the thing was a novelty to anyone I expected to see.
But there I ran into someone visiting from out of town whom I’d really, really wanted to give a copy to. I had no idea she was going to be there. What I also didn’t know, as I in great delight signed that thing, was that it wasn’t just me imposing on her (I was afraid it would be like, See? See this cool book I did? You like it, you really like it–right? Ummm…) Actually, she had really wanted one.
And for the second time Susan surprised me with a gift of some of her yarn to go play with, and I tell you, she does gorgeous colorwork.
Some nice people. You just can never catch up to them. It was *so* good to see her!
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Open to(and prepared for) the possibilities. How much extra happiness has come from taking that approach to life?
Comment by twinsetellen 10.15.10 @ 5:35 amBut isn’t it fun playing catch-up?
Comment by Sherry in Idaho 10.15.10 @ 7:56 amAh, just to be open to one’s feelings! Sounds like something out of Dr. Remen.
Comment by Don Meyer 10.15.10 @ 9:06 amand that’s why you always listen to your gut! wonderful story. Can’t wait to see the new yarn. g
Comment by gMarie 10.15.10 @ 10:48 amGotta listen to that nudging, I tell you!
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