Thank You.
Two words that mean so much, and yet cant express enough all thats behind them.
Today, we are surrounded by family and friends; some of whom who have thanked ME for sending them an invitation. But it is we that should be thanking them, and we DO.
Over the years of my life, Ive dealt with a few speed bumps along the road. And every time I thought that there was no way I could get up, there was someone to lend me a hand. For every moment I found myself in the dark, and alone, there was someone to bring light and share my burden with me; lightening my load.
People are often surprised by the kindness given unto them by others, most especially these days, when it seems such a rarity about the world. And while I am still often caught by the same surprise .most especially lately, afterwards, I ask myself why am I surprised?. I know the hearts of those I consider my friends and family. I know how very special they are. Why am I surprised that they would do so very, very much to make this day happen? Why should I question that they would go the extra mile, when I know exactly what kind of people I am surrounded by. From the invitations that you received, to the dinner we are about to eat, to the Marks & Spencers Humbugs in the bonbonniers all the way from England that you will safekeep, and so much more than I had ever hoped for. All of this is from all of you..
I thought on the question, and realized something. I realized the question was never why did they do it, but rather why did they do it for us.
The answer is overwhelming.
WE thank you, for all of it. We will have this day to treasure always in our hearts.
And while I store away mementos, and piece together a scrapbook or two; although I will treasure all of my souvenirs ..What I will treasure most is not the trinkets, but the message from the hearts of all of you, and a few that couldnt be present.
Two words: Thank you.
They mean so much and say so little of whats behind them.
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