Every day brings a gift, if only one sees it. Today, and for the past two weeks, my gifts have overwhelmed me. My friends have lavished food, compassion, laughter, and support. Over a year ago I published two pictures of flowers that Harold gave me for Valentine's Day 2008. They were bittersweet, because I blogged at the time my fear they would be the last. In fact, this Valentine's Day found me a lonely widow. But here again are beautiful flowers for me---this time from girlfriends who have taken their time and effort to organize lunches, visits, games, and good old fashioned conversation during my convolescence. Here's to my girlfriends!
Every day brings a gift, if only one sees it. Today, and for the past two weeks, my gifts have overwhelmed me. My friends have lavished food, compassion, laughter, and support. Over a year ago I published two pictures of flowers that Harold gave me for Valentine's Day 2008. They were bittersweet, because I blogged at the time my fear they would be the last. In fact, this Valentine's Day found me a lonely widow. But here again are beautiful flowers for me---this time from girlfriends who have taken their time and effort to organize lunches, visits, games, and good old fashioned conversation during my convolescence. Here's to my girlfriends!
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