“Love comes to those who still hope even though they have been disappointed, to those who still believe even though they have been betrayed, to those who still love even though they have been hurt before.
—Author Unknown”
Excerpt From The Country Guesthouse by Robyn Carr
Joyce is amongst our dear friends whose artistic talents adorn a wall within our home. Joyce is one of several friends who are ailing (she is too unwell to enjoy visits on patios, back and forth). Recently, I sent the love note below to Joyce via text:
Dear Joyce,
Though a reply is not expected while you’re feeling so very much under the weather, I thought you’d like to know certain thoughts that warmed my heart when you came to mind, today (as you do, everyday)—
You’ve taught me by example—
Having spent time in your beautiful home has encouraged me to acquire an appreciation for elegance in decor, which enhances peace of mind. I’ve acquired an expanded appreciation for art that I admire vs art that I want to live with, because each piece makes me happy, day after day. Over time, I’ve learned to surround myself with a palate of colors reflecting the vitality of my spirit.
Though my mother and Will’s mother had a naturally graceful sense of good taste, color and proportion, our friendship with you encouraged both Will and me to express both of our personalities throughout the living space of our personal environment, which has made our cheerful home completely our own.
Thank you, dear friend, for influencing me in ways that may not have come to mind had I not asked to ‘visit’ with you for just a moment, today.
With hopes that the steroids will reduce the swelling from radiation in your brain, very soon, and that your tumor remains fallow—I love you and our lasting friendship for countless reasons—
🙋🏻♀️💖Annie
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