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Monday, August 16, 2010
My Friends are an Embarrassment of Riches
To get into this house, we had to out-smart banks and navigate people who should not be in service positions, succeeding in spite of the fact that there were 2 higher bids for the house. So many banded together to help us. All this as we swam up-stream in a down-stream market, landing in a house we never thought we could get. Yet having made it through all of that unscathed, it's our friends for whom I am most grateful.
I am not surprised that these are the very friends whose presence puts me at ease, Around them, I am relaxed, myself, without cautious-thought or careful choice of words. We both can just be, without carrying their expectations, because our friends truly "get" us and value who we are. We've had them over to celebrate us getting in, and my belated birthday of course. But little did they know, B and I were actually celebrating them. Because this house wouldn't be as full of love and kindness without them.
So much support, all the while, I wondered to myself, why are they helping us? That may sound odd out of context, but truly, B and I are ok, fortunate enough to have a solid income and we are happy and healthy. And yet people bent over backwards to help us as if we were survivors of a catastrophe. A friend of mine told me it is because we are kind, lovely people. Very sweet explanation. But for two who have enough, I'm amazed that others stepped in to help so magnanimously.
Sunday, I sat and watched B as he floated peacefully in the pool, holding onto each moment (on pool floats given to us by friends). He's so tired, to the point where even those at his work who are normally (conveniently) oblivous also notice. This house is a joy to come home to. And it buoys his spirit. It will be enough to help him through the final 6 weeks of production and then into the mad-scramble that is press & premieres (that we both dread).
I'm the kind of person who craves (and is possibily addicted to) order and organization. The house helps me breathe easy. It has cupboard space to spare and everything has its place, tucked neatly away, out of sight, leaving clean surfaces. Surfaces, how I love surfaces. I didn't even know I love surfaces until this house. There's something refreshing and clean about this house that just makes me so grateful and happy.
B loves every inch of it; he loves to watch the freeway at a distance of several miles, as it snakes through the night sky like a sparkly river. He loves his office space, and more than anything, for someone who is constantly talking and answering questions, and helping others, and making decision after decision from 9am til 9pm ... he so cherishes the quiet and peace up here.
B loves every inch of it; he loves to watch the freeway at a distance of several miles, as it snakes through the night sky like a sparkly river. He loves his office space, and more than anything, for someone who is constantly talking and answering questions, and helping others, and making decision after decision from 9am til 9pm ... he so cherishes the quiet and peace up here.
I am not surprised that these are the very friends whose presence puts me at ease, Around them, I am relaxed, myself, without cautious-thought or careful choice of words. We both can just be, without carrying their expectations, because our friends truly "get" us and value who we are. We've had them over to celebrate us getting in, and my belated birthday of course. But little did they know, B and I were actually celebrating them. Because this house wouldn't be as full of love and kindness without them.
In 3 months, we've lost 2 dearly loved kitties, and gone through 2 months of Escrow-from-Hell. These friends were near, their support enough to get us through it all. I just don't have the words for how grateful I am. So, I will simply say, Thank you, and pay it forward every chance I get.
For anyone reading this, I hope you feel overwhelmed with support and kindness in your life. I can't think of anything more wonderful to wish for you. :)
And maybe free-flowing Appletini's and cupcakes.
~Shephard :)For anyone reading this, I hope you feel overwhelmed with support and kindness in your life. I can't think of anything more wonderful to wish for you. :)
And maybe free-flowing Appletini's and cupcakes.
~Shephard :)
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