I have a dear friend and former co-worker who did a wonderful thing each time it was a co-worker's birthday. She would find out that person's favorite treat and make it (homemade make it!) and bring it in to share. Over the years we worked together, I enjoyed a wide variety of cookies, cakes, and other assorted goodies. The best part of the whole birthday experience was that she took the time to really find out what you, the birthday girl/boy, really wanted as a treat. She labored, I can't even imagine how many hours, over the smallest details like shredding carrots for a special carrot cake or finding just the right card to bring a laugh out loud laugh.
She and I went through a lot together. She helped me, mentored me, let me cry on her shoulder, and then, when she really knew me, she made me my special birthday treat.
Spinach dip.
extra special in a big bread bowl on a fancy plate with a container to take home spinach dip!
I loved her for it and looked forward to it every year. Cake schmake, show me the dip!
Today another dear friend, and current co-worker, brought me a large jar of dill pickles. Heaven! It meant so much to me and reminded me of the spinach dip from long ago and not because they are both tasty treats!
I had this thought.
To have people in life that know you,
really know you...
not just the good stuff
not just the bad stuff
but the in between details that make you you
and they continue to like you a lot
even with all that knowledge
that is truly a blessing.
Lord knows, I have been dippy. I have also been pickled (no comment). And, through it all, I have been blessed.
Everyday miracles even in a jar of gherkins! :)
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