Joy of Life
At last a weekend of laughter, three days long! 18 women on a quilt retreat, so relaxed, so happy, and sooo funny.
My last write I was missing something. Something precious and motivating. And once again it has returned. What creates the joy is the connecting with others. Having the time to connect is more than a luxury it is obviously a necessity.
The amazing thing is that I almost didn't go to the retreat. NOt because it was going to cost money, but because it required effort to organize everything just to make it happen. And then an old friend Lynn called. She wanted me to go early with her and some others and do lunch. I had to explain that I wasn't going because I had a harp lesson THursday night, and she told me that I was still able to come on FRiday, and so why wasn't I? I didn't want to say it just seems like too much work to join the group, so I said "You are right, I could come Friday and I will". I called Sheila and booked a room for the weekend!
As I loaded the car with all my supplies, I was naive of what was to come. It was a two hour drive to Naramata, and several times I caught myself wondering if maybe I really should have just stayed at home. Within minutes of arriving my spirits lightened as the joyful atmosphere enveloped me. Women had brought goodies to share, home baking, extra fabrics and a variety of sewing tools. I had brought my harp, because Lynn always wants me to play it. I made many new friends this weekend and I value them totally.
When the time came to pack up and leave, I did not want to go. I said good-bye, received a hug from all of the nine I shared a sewing room with and knew in my heart that there were some very special and new friends in this group.
As I drove home, I had time to reflect on what is really important. You are important and my relationship with you is important. I guess once again I have learned that you get out of life what you put into it!
What a precious gift, an invitation to sharing joy and laughter. I am blessed!
Caelestia
1 Comments:
I love people too!
One of the hardest things about moving to Tunisia was that the people I cared about most, MY people, were so far away. We have some new friends now and we have some old friends who are coming to visit. We're grateful for both.
I miss you and love your writing. Please keep it up when you can.
Love, Tiara
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