“Think where man’s glory most begins and ends,
And say my glory was I had such friends.”
–William Butler Yeats
I am overwhelmed by your kindnesses.
Cards, texts, emails, calls, messages, comments, and an old-school, hand-written, two-page, beautifully-eloquent letter.
An abundance of food, including The Salsa (!!), and even strawberry-jalapeno cotton candy (!!!).
Lovely plants and fragrant flowers.
Shoulders, ears, hugs.
And a (surprising?) lack of words on my part.
I have such friends.