This weekend I have been thinking about the women in my life who are wonderful. That’s all of you really. Yep, that includes you, and especially you.
That I have so many faces coming to mind strikes me as deeply special, as I have a weird predilection not to be too trusting, and to keep what I perceive to be a protective bit of distance between myself and other humans.
It may appear that I’m quite open, a wears-her-heart-on-her-sleeve type, and I think that’s true, to a degree. I also have a pretty good game face that I deploy to, I imagine, keep me ‘above the fray’ or something like that.
I hadn’t planned to write about this, so it’s not going to be a definitive, polished blog post. That’s okay with me.
This month I decided I wanted to spend time each day being creative. Over the past 48 hours I’ve tinkered with a watercolour in my sketchbook. It’s a simple subject, a vase of flowers, drawn from my imagination.
As I painted it, considered the colours and shapes, waited for it to dry, added detail, came back to it, photographed it, I realised I was painting it for you. For the women in my life whom I love and appreciate so much.
Perhaps I’ll never meet some of you face to face, yet we have connected.
I will not allow myself to get into specifics, because my memory WILL fail me and I do not want anybody to feel excluded.
This I’ll allow myself – sitting with you, receiving words of affirmation from you, tap-tap-tapping out conversations with you online, feeling known by you even though we may not have (yet) met face to face, bear hugs, being so practically supported when I’ve been in dire straits, laughing easily with you, telling you I’m scared or feeling vulnerable, knowing I’m not in this alone. These are the most precious moments in my life.
Being permitted to speak honestly, to encourage, to cheer for you in any tiny ways I have – ooof, it brings me undone. It makes me cry, it is such a privilege to be allowed into another person’s heart. Sheesh.
So friends, these flowers are for you.
You are an immensely important human.
You have such depth and wisdom, courage and love inside of you.
Remember to look yourselves in the eye when you brush your teeth and give yourselves a wink and a kind word.
You make my life richer.
8 thoughts on “These are for you, friends”
Thank you they are very beautiful
Immediately I went to all the ways in which I wasn’t deserving of your gift of kindness, and how you didn’t really mean me anyway. I’m pushing those thoughts to the back of my bus though because to allow them the good seats is infact an insult to you and your and generous kindness, so Thank you.
Oh they are for you Kate 🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼 kick those doubters off the bus!
You know Annette I can’t remember when I started following you but I was interested in your personal story with your heart problems and then discovered your Low Salt Life page. I love how Instagram connects people who support each other and I like following your life of art (of which I have no capability) and your lifestyle and food. I am not a vegetarian but I do get inspiration from your meals. I just like how we have this platform to appreciate other people and their lives and value their opinions. Even though I may not always agree with your political points of view. 😁
Hey Jen, it is amazing the connections we can make online isn’t it?
I have found some dear friends via blogging.
For clarification, I’m not a vegetarian, just trying to get more veg into my guts on a regular basis. Cauliflower is awesome, who knew???
Appreciate you being part of my online world. 🌸🌸🌸
Thank you Nettie! Love it, love you! 💜💜
🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼 Maz, you are definitely part of the SA gang these flowers were painted for. Hope you’re well. ❤️ 😘😘
I love you Nettie
You get all the colours from me cause this, this one, this post…awww I’d kiss your cheek it’s so lovely.
Naaaw Sueby 🌸🌷🌺🌻🌹🌼💐 when can I cash in on that smooch on the cheek? Love you too my friend.