Last Christmas, I spent a few days in the presence of greatness. I got to spend a weekend with Stacy. She is a dear and treasured friend, for a double-digit quantity of years that I’m not sure I’m permitted to share here. I saw some of the sights where she lives and dined deliciously on her luscious baking and cooking skills. We cuddled with her dog, and she let me camp out with True Blood (not exactly Christmas themed). She also took me to this magical garden center with row upon row upon row of poinsettia and a few other pretty plants.
This year, I haven’t made it to see her. I can’t let that happen again next year. Knowing her is a Christmas gift that I’ve been blessed with for a very long time, and I need to treat her like the amazing gift that she is in my life. There are many friends in this world, and I need to treat them all like the priceless gems that they are.
Sending you love, memories, and respect for all you are yesterday, today, and tomorrow. When I count my blessings, I count you.
Your Friend, Kim