The gifts of friendship

This week an amazing group of women surprised me with a new spinning wheel.

WIP - Wheel in Progress

Most beautiful card EVER

   

Yet, it is not the wheel that is the greatest gift.   Don't get me wrong, I love my wheel and am struggling to not spin all the time.  (Yes, my housework has been suffering).  I have a group of women who I can share any struggle, any triumph, the little stuff and the big stuff, and I am not judged.  I am loved for being me.  And I love them just the same.  There is nothing they could say that would change my love for them.  This is the greatest gift.

My father years ago with
 Dave Packard at HP

My father just before he died told me, "Valorie, in the end all you have are your memories.  Please, make them count!"

Since that day, I have tried to live by that.  Each and every lady is part of the memories that will be with me through the end.  Facebook has some good stuff, some bad stuff, silly stuff, important stuff, but if you take the time, there are people there who can change your life.  Friendships and bonds that time and distance cannot break.

So, a huge gratitude goes out to Facebook for providing a means to get to know some of the most wonderful and talented hookers this gal has ever known.  May our yarn and hooks provide joy for years to come.

Yarn fresh off the wheel

Since, these fine women did surprise me with a splendid wheel that has been rather busy; I thought I might share some of the results of playing with the new wheel.   What do you think?

So, as I take this moment to reflect on the gifts of friendship... I am grateful for all of the friendships I have -- and those to come!