Give me a second, this post is gonna take a minute.
Its about 10pm EST. Friday night. Quiet here. You now the drill. Knitting. I actually signed up for Netflix’s free month trial, so I was watching all these lovely things I keep hearing everyone talk about, but have no clue of. Breaking Bad. Orange is the New Black. So, I’m sitting here knitting, watching some “television,” some lentil’s on the stove top. I’ve got my pajamas on, Mario is over in the corner quite content being left alone for the moment, a little drizzle outside. It’s a nice, quiet, cozy night.
Suddenly, there is a knock at the door. It’s a pizza delivery guy. Apparently, my friend Butch in Wyoming just decided I could use a pizza on my quiet Friday night. No warning. No heads up. Total surprise. “Here. Have a pizza.”
And there it was. My favorite. Triple pepperoni on thin crust. I was awestruck. Tip was already included. All I had to do was chow down. I sat back and had the first slice and thought about how kind a gesture that was, how unexpected a gift that was. I was going to be perfectly happy with my lentils…..but, damn this is pizza we’re talking about!
I put my lentils away 🙂 But, what I wanted to get at was how that pizza surprisingly delivered to my door reminded me of all of you, how all of you have been such an unexpected gift to me. You’ve kept me alive. You’ve made it possible for me and this little cat to have a home, to have good food in our bellies. You’ve showered the two of us with generosity and kindness and love. I will always be grateful. I am fiercely loyal to all of you. And it has been such a wonderful surprise that I never expected.
My life, because of you, has been a wonderful surprise that I never expected. I started this venture, started knitting these teddy bears just to get some food, get out of homelessness, find a place to live……and the surprise? I found a world of people who are caring, who are filled with love. And I found a purpose. I found something I was really good at, something the world took notice of and appreciated. I wasn’t a homeless guy trying to feed himself anymore. I was a craftsman, whose work people admired. And I owe that all to you. All of you.
I’m sitting back eating a slice of my favorite pizza on a drizzly Friday night. A pizza ordered from someone in Wyoming. A total surprise.
I don’t have much, but I do have a REALLY REALLY good life….and its all because of all of you. Every single one of you. 🙂
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