This picture is of one of the gems in my life - my friend, Melanie. I have been trying to write this post for three weeks without coming off as overly sappy. She is one of the most creative people I know.
We came together as friends through our spinning and weaving each of us admiring the other's work at first. Of course that led to doing projects together. Over the years we've been 4H leaders together, worked for the same company, each lost a parent, seen our daughters grown and married, and gotten in-to and out-of trouble together so many times we'd give Lucy and Ethel a run for their money! For the past years we haven't been able to see each other much even though we live close by. It seemed like other things in life had to come first - and that's OK. Isn't being or having a friend include space to grow separately at times? In some ways, I think it's made me appreciate just how special she really is.
She's not only a friend, but I respect and admire Mel, greatly, for deciding at the stage of life we are now in (is it "midlife"? Or some other PC word?), to go back to school and complete a degree in Nursing. It takes guts to make decisions like that. Real stamina and pure courage. And I've always believed in her. She's intelligent, caring, creative...well, all those nifty "Scouting" terms. And she is a friend that if you need help, she's there. No questions asked.
When you hit midlife, you've started losing friends and family - people who've been with you in your life up to that point. You begin to realize that it's time to stop worrying about small things that don't matter much. It's time to appreciate the things in your life that make it good. What is that saying? "Good friends are the treasures in life." I have come to realize that is so true. A lot of you reading this are my good friends as well, gems in your own right. But I thought it time to introduce you to a gem living just down the road from me. :)
Maybe one day I can slip out of this Type A, left-brained mentality to learn how to dye fibers and yarns as "The Creative One" does...maybe there's hope for me yet, eh, Mel?