I just got off the phone from a friend of mine. Someone who, as she reads this, will be SQUIRMING IN HER CHAIR!!! She reads this blog every day and I had NO IDEA because she has NEVER commented. Shame on you! It’s a good thing you’re so cute, Wendy, or I would have to drop you from my Friend List.
as if…
I was thinking of Wendy because this afternoon I did a page for The Daughter’s scrapbook about a wonderful day that we spent with Wendy and her lovely family at their bach (New Zealand term for a holiday house. Pronounced like batch). It was a superb day, the water was clear, the company was terrific. Wendy and I have had lots of great afternoons together. A few years ago when my days were logistically and often emotionally challenging (clashing finishing times for kids at different schools 40 km apart, son who sometimes started the day at school and ended it in hospital, etc - you know how it is) Wendy was an angel. One of those dear friends who can make you laugh as they pick up the shards of your difficult day. Whose cups of tea always taste ten times better than anyone elses and whose cakes you would walk over hot coals to eat. Who you trust enough to give care of your child to.

Wendy, I still don’t think you know just how much I appreciate the help you gave me. You are honestly one of the best people I have ever known. Hugs and kisses. Can’t wait to see you this summer!