I have a friend in my neighborhood who’s almost twice my age and I’m not quite sure how we came to know each other as our lives are completely different. Perhaps it was the times we spoke about life and how much I valued her wisdom on motherhood or it could have been how much I admire certain qualities she possesses, namely the way she always sends notes to people just because. I noticed this from the beginning and decided to make her some cards for Christmas hoping she would get some good use out of them.

She in time, brought me articles we’d talked about, bread, even a birthday cake. Then the other day she asked me to make her some more cards. I, of course, was more than willing and last night dropped them off at her house. As I approached she came to the door, thanked me for the cards, offered to pay (I declined), and told me her friend had sent her a gift and told her to keep them for herself of share them with her friends. She then told me she wanted to give me first choice. I had no clue what she was talking about or what it could be until I walk into her kitchen a saw a box full of four dozen roses. I was sort of confused and in awe that she would want to share them with me (it must be in lieu of payment). viagra in canada The other two versions i.e. downtownsault.org super generic viagra The doctors then use the high-tech magnifying glasses to monitor and carry out the whole surgery. Ordering viagra samples canada and pharmaceuticals through an online drug store , in addition, virtually no prescription will be required! cialis happens to be as a main risk factor of health disorders like semen leakage, azoospermia and erectile dysfunction. The impotence that is caused by psychological cialis españa problems or even physiologic causes. I mean we’re not that close and they were beautiful…beautiful enough that it must have been quite the decision to want to give them up. I tried to say I couldn’t possibly take them, but she insisted. So I chose the pink ones because I’ve never had pink roses before and thought maybe it would be the last ones that someone else might choose. I walked away feeling appreciated and happy.

So today I have a dozen pink roses to remind me that even a little gesture (a thank you, a smile, a card etc…) can make all the difference in the world to someone. Another lesson I have again been reminded of by her.

Changing the subject…

Yesterday in the late afternoon hours I painted. It really is so therapeutic to just let my mind go and paint. Perhaps that is why I am prone to do it over other creative activities these days.

Have a fabulous weekend. 🙂