Sometimes I receive cards, letters and handmade gifts from readers I know. I love every single one of them. In fact, I love anything made by hand.
Last month, I received a gift that made me cry.
Lyndal, a woman who worked with Dennis back at the turn of the century, sent me a quilt. I’ve met Lyndal only once. I guess eight or so years ago, Dennis and I were out for Friday night dinner and drinks at A’ Cote, our favorite spot in Rockridge. Lyndal and a friend were sitting across from us at the bar. She came over to say hello. And I don’t know what else she said, but I remember laughing so hard that I wanted pick up my drink and purse and grab Dennis by the elbow, and just go sit over with Lyndal. She was hilarious, a kick in the pants.
September was Ovarian Cancer Awareness month. And teal is the OC ribbon color. I don’t know if Lyndal knows that. But she made me a quilt of gorgeous teals and blues and greens and yellows.
Beautiful, isn’t it? When I first unwrapped it, I was instantly struck by the colors and patterns. Then I noticed a detail from one of my previous posts:
Then I noticed that several of the squares had text on them. I love the incorporation of text in any kind of art. As I looked closer, I noticed the words were mine, from posts on FourSeeds.
That’s what made me cry, reading little snippets of my own words on a beautifully hand-made gift, made for me by someone I’d only met once. In her sweet card that came with the quilt, Lyndal said the gift was a way for her to express that my “writing reaches far more people than you even know.”
It feels a little boastful to be sharing this with you, but the truth is I found Lyndal’s gesture so touching and artful that I had to share. You see, most of the time, when someone tells me how much they like the blog, I feel pretty embarrassed, as if I somehow don’t know people read it. And yet I do know how many people read it. And I feel connected to the readers.
So, this is to say that I don’t take that connection for granted one little bit. I am constantly amazed and red-faced about it, like the girl on the quilt.
And thank YOU Lyndal, for making me this precious gift and for sharing your thoughts with me. I hope we see each other again sometime soon.