for calling me
thank you for praying with me
for sharing the things that hurt you,
because then I remember that I can be brave with my hurt, too.
thank you for laughing with me so much
Thank you for those journal bits you send in the mail.
thank you for traveling so far to spend time with me
thank you for loving my children
thank you for understanding
for being gentle
for the blanket you crocheted for me
the scarf you crocheted
the potholder you crocheted
For watching Mr. Rogers with me.
for teaching my daughter sign language
thank you for letting your children visit my family
for the letters
for the gifts
for spoiling me
for being yourself around me
for being warm and friendly so I know you truly care
making me forget about my phone
for not noticing my faults
for noticing my faults and being amused by them
for noticing things I didn’t think anyone saw
for leaving a comment on my blog every single time
giving my daughter essential oils for her headaches
forgiving me when I cancel our coffee date, again
letting me cry it out
making me pee my pants
thank you for the fabric napkins you made me
thank you for the quilts you made my babies
for being faithful
for telling me your morbid stories
for telling me when you wear the earrings I gave you
Thank you for teasing me.
Thank you for not pushing me too hard.
for knowing I love cherries, and owls, and cats.
for those pins you send me on pinterest
for the encouraging texts
letting me in
inviting me over
letting me hold your baby
being quiet with me
singing with me
thank you for the vintage cookbooks
all those emails when I needed your guidance and experience
sharing your favorite people with me
sharing your favorite books with me
for saying yes
for being the one to pay for dinner
for making apple pies with me
for making my daughter that purse and filling it with goodies
for thinking of my son when you see something about snakes
the lilac disc pitcher
for all those long walks outside up on the hill
for all the random information about Norway because you know I want to go there
for finding me on Facebook so we can reconnect
Thank you for continuing to love me, and for not treating me any differently, even though I started going to another church.
Thank you for the poem, drawing and bag of truffles you left on my doorknob when I was away.
for the meals you cooked when I had a baby
for the recipes and tips for depression because you know I get that way sometimes.
Thank you for showing me GRACE
I don’t deserve you.
I can’t ever repay you.
But I want to love you back.
And be your friend, too.
This post is for all my friends,
and the pictures are from a day this summer when Joanna drove miles and miles to meet me at a park.