The doorbell startled me about 9:30 last night. When I got to the door, no one was there, just a plate filled with homemade gingerbread and an envelope addressed to me, with my name spelled correctly. The note inside read: Thank you for all that you do. You are loved."
Isn't that just the way? Right when the world seems to have gone off the rails, when it feels like shootings on college campuses and the beheading of a service dog by a crazed ex-boyfriend and a bomb threat aimed at a building where your daughter just finished a chemistry exam are all there is, gingerbread shows up on your doorstep.
Like the sun behind the clouds, love is always present. Sometimes we're not prepared to perceive and RE-ceive it, but it's always there.
It's raining here right now, but I expect sunshine tomorrow.
11 comments:
Aww! I'm sending you gingerbread dreams. What a terrific gesture and there's nobody more deserving of it than you, Jerri. Enjoy every last crumb.
Wow, how cool. Who was it?? Sounds like a perfect reminder for you after some hard weeks.
I could use a treat my doorstep right now. Save me some!
:)
How wonderful! And gingerbread - not your run of the mill treat. Lucky you and deserving you. Love you.
Uhh, that is too sweet. Re-minders are good for all of us.
Ok, must know who sent the gingerbread?????? How great. Yes, the juxtaposition is so how it is.
Is there any left?
I'll be right over.
That is too sweet! I think I will do that for a few of my neighbors. I don't think we stop and take the time to let people know how much they are appreciated and loved. What a great reminder.
What could be more delicious?! And wow, it sounds like it was just in time this week.
There are no accidents!
I can't imagine how many times you've left "gingerbread" at people's doorsteps. You have done that for so many people, myself included.
Love you
Suzy
So yummy -what a gift!
Did you find out who sent them?
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