All good gifts around us...
Today could have been a thing of dread, but it became a thing of beauty.
There are troubles at work, including missing assets, staff under suspicion, drahmah, betrayal, angst, Security, 12-hour days, and too many emails to begin to approach.
But in intercompany mail, came a big bag of steel-cut oatmeal from a friend who's been out for a while for medical reasons, because she remembered I liked it. Regard and warmth and comfort and health, and reassurance that she was back and doing well, all in a clear plastic bag.
When I came home for a late lunch, I found the very nasty, food-filled trashbag from last night had opened and spilled out into the driveway, and there were a great many insects to deal with in the heat.
But there was also a package from jousterbard, with personalized Disney pins! Friendship and love and good memories of out-of-context time in one of my favorite places, and a time before my Father died, all in a white mailer envelope.
Cleaning the trash had eaten up most of the half hour I had to get home, eat lunch, and get back, so I opted to wash up and do my 2:00 conference call from home instead of scrambling back and being late. During which, I succumbed to the particular malaise of spirit which lets me do Facebook during work (a big No No for my personal sense of work ethic - which I do still have despite it all...).
To find a heartbreakingly wonderful and sweet message out of the blue from jlbooth76 waiting for me.
I've been at pretty low tide since December, and it seems to have spiralled in the last few weeks... but today was a day of many gifts, and I'm grateful. I can get out of bed and try again tomorrow, because there are people who love me. And I love them... simple gifts, baby steps.
And, really, every day that starts with my Husband beside me is a good day...