Friday, June 11, 2010

A Precious Treasure

A couple of years ago a dear friend of mine lost her husband. She had been a childhood friend of mine. Her younger sister was actually my best friend growing up, but somehow, Phyllis and I always stayed connected. We got married around the same time, had kids around the same time and just kept in touch because we had so much in common; a real history of knowing the same people and being raised in a very small town atmosphere with the values and moral that families had back then. It was a quiet, quaint way of growing up and when we get together we do a lot of reminiscing:)

After her husband died suddenly, she gave me a little teapot with this poem. I look at it every day and think of her. It means a lot to me...

The handle represents caring arms to hold you
with understanding and support.
The spout stands for the pouring out
of tears and laughter.
The porcelain signifies the beautiful
relationship we share-
a rare and precious treasure.

Thank you Phyl, you are a very precious treasure to me too:)


Busy Working Mama said...

Oh, that's so lovely! I actually just got teary-eyed reading it! Have a great weekend!

Midday Escapades said...

That is about the sweetest thing I've read. Lucky you have such a person in your life.

Missie said...

That is so sweet!

Gina F said...

Now, that is such a true friend and that was the sweetest thing a true friend can say to someone that means alot to their friendship. Love the teapot too.


Life Is A SandCastle said...

Love that, it's so sweet.