How Amazing!

At the beginning of this year, an old friend of mine from home (we were friends all throughout school), posted on her Facebook a random acts of kindness challenge of sorts.

"Good morning! Inspired by a post from my high school volleyball coach, here is the 2013 Pay-It-Forward Project. The first five people to comment on this status will receive some random act of kindness from me, sometime within the calendar year. It might be a handwritten note, kind deed, or some small random gift. There will likely be no warning, just a small surprise to put a smile on your face. The catch? Those five people must make the same offer in their FB status. Go. Create. Do! Happy New Year friends!"

Being someone who enjoys offering random acts of kindness to my friends, I thought this was a great idea, and was one of the first five to comment.

Now, of course this was now 3 months ago, and I have not thought about it since; but, today when I got home I had the best surprise! Allison had taken photos from my blog, and used them to make me a customized note pad. It is wonderful and I am so thankful! Thank you so much Allison for this amazing random gift it brightened my day and made me inspired to continue to pass on the kindness!

Allison is also a blogger and I love following her adventures from the other side of the country! Check it out at Math In My Head.

We are holding up air

We are holding up air

she said she would haunt us and we laughed
welcoming the haunting from her

will she haunt me in the kitchen; the recipe books worn with wisdom?
flour and water mixing with the starter bringing the perfect sour the next morning

will she haunt me in the garden?
sweet raspberries each summer with a dollop, or two, or three, of fresh cream on top

will she haunt me driving down the mountain?
the perfect push on the clutch and the gears grinding right into place

will she haunt the paths, the beach, the agates glimmering in the sun?

will she haunt the hummingbirds? bumping their heads against the skylights, laughter and squeals coming from those who attempt their capture and release

her haunting will be in the wind, the rain, drenching the garden and bringing it to life
her haunting will be in the crunch of sand between little toes, watching for otters
her haunting will be in the first cup of coffee, keeping hands hot with a warmed cup
her haunting will be in the sunlight bouncing off the water and peeking through the lofty branches onto the deck

her haunting is and will be

without her, we are holding up air and welcome the haunting as we laugh

April 1, 2013