Gifts

 People are often very kind.  Sometimes it's easy to forget that, especially lately.  Received an email from Papa Murphy's.  Now, we don't often get pizza, it's a luxury.  So, when we do,  we generally get a large, and have it for two dinners.  I was grumpy again (that is happening all too often!!) about cooking.  So, when I received that email from Papa Murphy's I was only to happy to redeem the online coupon for a free pizza.  Didn't know they did that for a person's birthday.  But it made for an especially nice dinner.

Then our daughter texted:  was I interested in some iris plants?  A friend at work was giving them away and I could have some if I wanted.  Sure!  I'd love to give them a try.  So at 6:45 this morning (as soon as we thought it was light enough) we were out planting them.  Don't know when I've planted rhizomes before.  (The peony tubers were challenge enough, though they've done well, been divided and are ready for dividing again.) And for sure, we've never had irises in our yard.  I think they might be a teensy bit deep, but I'll keep an eye on them as we water and see if the soil compresses enough.  Spring might bring us some pretty flowers.

Then the sister in the ward that ministers to me texted to see if I was home, she had something for me. She dropped by this "Amish Friendship soup" kit (I can hardly wait for soup season, I hope we actually have one this year!).  They have a freeze dryer that she uses a lot.  And she dried the peas and lentils that she assembled so prettily in the jar, along with the hamburger and even included some canned tomatoes.  What a sweet and thoughtful lovely gift.

So over the course of about 24 hours I had not one, not two, but three kind gifts.  I hope I remember this when I am feeling completely invisible (which I do feel like more often than not).  I'm sure the pizza was a computer generated item, so not really personal.  Our daughter's co-worker was giving them away to lots of people there at her work.  And my ministering sister was doing that little soup kit for every one of the sisters she ministers to.  Still, my heart chooses to think all three gifts came to me when it was important. 

While unrolling my mat for yoga today, I looked up and there was a friend I hadn't seen in several years.  She's maybe like more of an acquaintance.  I met her when attending yoga at the senior center.  Of course, all those classes stopped when COVID closed everything down.  She's finally done with the replacement teacher (She was w-a-y more long-suffering than I was. I gave that woman a couple weeks then went to find a better teacher, which turned out to be the previous (and favorite) teacher at a better place where I can still go for free.) and had a friday available so she could come today.  What fun to have her greet me by name - so impressed that she did remember me. And how fun to have a good chat.  She mentioned that she'd seen me at a funeral where I played for Robert to sing (if it's the one I'm thinking of, she probably does remember because I was so overly nervous I totally messed up and that's one thing people remember) and had tried to get my attention.  But apparently I didn't see her.  And I probably would have had a hard time remembering who she was because she was not where I usually saw her, so she would have seemed out of place.

Been reading an interesting book:  Plays Well With Others by Eric Barker.  He's an engaging writer.  I'm only halfway through the book and haven't yet decided what I think.  He's done tons of research and I'm enjoying the reading.  Just not sure how much I agree with what he's saying.  I guess it depends on how he wraps everything up.  And yes, this author is a man I think I would enjoying meeting.

I'm so grateful to have dinner already planned, just needs heating up.  Grateful for plenty of food and good water to drink.  Grateful to see deer on our morning walks, for air conditioning in this awful heat and for classes that help this aging body.