This arrived in the post today. It’s from an internet friend. She’s one of those amazing people that can do everything….like international grade athlete on one hand, able to make quilts so beautiful they should be behind glass in a museum on the other.

Runs a business, long happy marriage, has incredible high achieving kids, huge dog lover, the whole deal.

I’ve been disabled and mostly housebound for the last six years and this year things have taken a downturn.

My therapist suggested a social media detox, because it was getting to the stage where I couldn’t be full hearted glad for people’s achievements because I was too busy being wrapped up in what I’d lost. Stupid, selfish, pity party stuff. I’m slowly starting to connect again in very small doses, and then this arrived.

I can’t even begin to imagine the time and effort this involved. This is a woman with more stuff on her plate than some world leaders, and she has spent an ungodly amount of time stitching a work of art that lifts your soul when you look at it.

And then put it in a bag and sent it to me. I feel incredibly privileged and utterly unworthy of such a gift.

My gast is flabbered and my heart is forever grateful that there are people like her looking out for the rest of us. ❤️