Thursday, April 18, 2013

This Gift From My Friend.


"Love is always bestowed as a gift - freely, willingly and without expectation. We don't love to be loved; we love to love." Leo Buscaglia


Today, was one of the longer of my days—prompting me to take a much needed rest.

And, so...I retreated to my bedroom with my very best book and a pair of sweats I have had since college.

And, as I sit here watching the wind 'play' with the drapes against my bedroom window...I am reminded of a dear friend of mine...who passed away suddenly and quite so very many years ago.

His Grandmother had so carefully hand stitched these curtains, putting her love into each and all of the details...I remember him always being so proud of this fact, his eyes gleaming with love each time he told that story.

And then one day, and knowing my love for such things, my dear friend gave these drapes to me.

"I know you will love them just as much as I did, please take them and always remember me."

I have always loved these window drapes, but today I believe I understand why they are so very much cherished...

Because, on a day like today...when the wind is just right...I'm reminded of the gift of my friend's spirit.

He was right, you know, about loving these drapes—but more so, about me remembering him.

Namaste my most beautiful friend ~ and thank you for bringing this breeze.