Today when I got to work there was a bag on my shelf. A bag from Rita. My dry pant lady....the one that was looking out for me the other day. The one that put a smile on my face for the whole day after a real tough week.
There was the container that had held some cookies for her and her family....empty....perfect....and I could see that there was a note and some candy in it. I decided to wait. I made a plan that once I had everything done, once the girls where in bed, once John was off to work, once I had a tea made, once I was in bed comfy I would read the note.
I haven't knit a lot in the last week. I am sad to say that what once was such a salvation for me has lost some of its umph....okay a lot of its umph. I guess you could say that the wind has been taken from my knitting sails.
I sat a bit last night and knit a few rows after reading Rita's note. In which she said many sweet things. She would not accept the gift card I gave her. I knew I'd have a hard time passing that off on her. Cookies yes.....gift card no. I will be re-reading that letter often I am sure. It made me cry and smile and that was just perfectly what I needed. Thank you Rita!