My co-worker and I have developed a friendship with our mail carrier. We have greeted her almost everyday for the past few years, and are most excited to see her on Thursdays ( PEOPLE magazine day!!!!). Sometimes she sticks around a few minutes and chats with us, and through one of our chats I found out that she quilts. So, now when she has a few minutes to spare, I ask her about her current projects.
The other day she returned from her mail truck with a beautiful baby quilt she made for someone at one of the stops on her route. It was so cute, little baby clothing on a clothesline was the main print on a pink background, binded with a contrasting stripe fabric. She made the entire thing herself, and in the corner there was a tag, with the baby's name on it. A-freaking-dor-able!
What she said to me next, " One of these days I will be making one of these for you", made my day, and I felt the appreciative tears welling up in my eyes as I said, "I'd love one".
I don't often talk about my loss with her, but she remembered, and most importantly she assumed we are still trying...I've had it said to me, " You're done trying now, right?" And usually when I answer, "Not at all", I get a response of, "Well, if it were me, I couldn't go through that more than once." I feel like saying, "Hey, thanks for the vote of confidence jack-a$$!" As if we haven't already thought of another loss as a possible reality...Believe me, we have!
So, the mail carrier absolutely made my day. It's something as simple as her recognizing my hopes for a future baby, and her support even though we don't know each other all that well, that helps keep my chin up and feet moving forward, even on the difficult days.
She sounds lovely :) I can't wait for there to be pics of the quilt she makes you!
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