I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback!
Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided to participate…
So here it is!
Previously published on December 25th of 2017, here is a little piece about friendship. I hope you’ll enjoy this (again). And where ever you are, stay safe and well… And enjoy this odd holiday season despite all the restrictions and the worries. Warm wishes to all of you!
This will be short. Because it is a very busy day, in most houses anyway. Food to prepare, guests to expect, games to get ready and schedules to respect!
But I wanted to take the time to sit a second with you. Because there is something I need to say before I get sucked in the Christmas Day tornado… Something I want you to know before I close computer, tablet and phone for good for the evening.
You and I know I can’t spoil you the way I’d like on birthdays or holidays. I can’t send you presents that will make your eyes sparkle, and I can’t send you silly cards that make you burst out in giggles…
I can’t call, to wish my warmest wishes live.
And that’s ok.
So what I’d like to share, even if it might seem a bit redundant over the years, what I’ve re-wrapped clumsily, hoping you wouldn’t figure what’s under the Christmas tree… Is like an old tree ornament. Fragile, but somehow holding on through the years. A bit cracked, colors a bit changed over time, but giving it a unique look I don’t get tired of. Precious. Knowing I could go to the store anytime to get one that has a flashing light intgrated, or promising to be unbreakable, or baring paterns very “à la mode”… I don’t want to. I don’t want to be refunded, or to get an exchange.
My friendship’s there under the tree. Wrapped carefully, with way too many ribbons, but that’s how I like it to be… A small gift, but one that’s made with a lot of heart. Maybe too much sometimes, you might say, and you probably would be right.
I promised a short note, and here I am, rambling about. I’m sorry about this, and hope you can forgive me. Forgive me for this and for all my misteps over the past year…. All the wrong doing you know I never meant to hurt you with. I hope you’ll put the good memories of 2017 in a safe with your best souvenirs… And that you’ll accept my gift sitting there under the Christmas fir.
You don’t need to send a complicated card, if you feel you still want our friendship to last. Just a little sign, just a smile or a thumb up, and I’ll wait for the Holiday foly to end to, at given time, pick up, where we left things my most precious friend… And enjoy our friendship at last, again…
So, will you accept, this present for me?
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