This was sent to me by someone very special. And it is so, so true.
Yesterday, I happened to have been in a bit of a Foxy Find mood when I went to Home Goods with the fam;
They had these Fox mugs, which at first I thought we had to buy (in excess, in fact) but despite their low $3.99 price tag, I decided I really didn’t need them, $3.99 adds up and they were small for mugs, when I like my mugs big. Did I ever tell you that I have a thing for mugs? Oh well, another day.
In any case, I went home empty handed (save the outdoor pillows and blue pots for my back patio) to find this on my stoop:
Peace signs! My heart was racing.
And then, inside, I found this:
A What does the Fox Say gift for each of us. On my son’s 5 month birthday, no less. I was blown away; overwhelmed; touched.
This is what I was talking about when I said that my friends have become family, lifting me up when I’ve needed me most. So thank you, friends. You are pretty dark Foxy. And generous. And amazing. And I love you.
A surprise package arrived at my door yesterday.
On the envelope, it read “Happy Mail”.
I could not have begun to guess what was inside…
I will let you see for yourselves.
A most beautiful note, attached to a most beautiful print. Of my feathers; my strength symbols.
This piece of “Happy Mail” was from a girl who became my friend nearly 17 years ago. My middle school bestie, part of our “squad” of girlfriends. She always had the sweetest, most gentle soul. Later, when she became a mama, she brought her son to my baby class.
And we have stayed in touch throughout the years, weaving in and out of closeness, supporting each other through life events and continuing to foster our love.
And out of the goodness of her heart she was sending me strength after what she intuitively suspected was a trying week.
Of course it had to be framed and hung immediately. My new favorite piece on my almost full gallery wall.
Thank you, sweet friend. It was happy mail, indeed.
One time, even my cell phone got away from me, but that’s another story.
I was able to take this week’s trip with my girl from 116, and while she showed great restraint, we found some pieces, large and small, that were kind of amazing, but that we had to let go.
And love this vase (it reminds me of mine in my entrance hallway, also from the HG.)
I looooooove this lamp. And if I did not already have the little Jonathan Adler Happy Chic Owl in my son’s nursery, it would be mine.
And then this would have been mine had it not involved a cracked mirror. I am a bit superstitious.
And for the grand finale, this spectacular light fixture. I really wanted my girl to buy this for her master bedroom, which is amazing and features a cathedral ceiling over the bed, perfect for this type of statement. She has a white, ruched duvet and just ordered mirrored night tables…very white, gray and light….but her husband doesn’t want to get rid of the ceiling fan. I’ll work on him, I assure you.
And then we went to check out. And I was only buying a few little things like cocktail napkins and a box and my wallet was nowhere to be found. The ladies asked me which department I had been in.
“Um….all of them…” so the search began.
And I’m happy to report that my very pregnant friend stood outside in the snow and managed to find my wallet in my diaper bag in my car. I have amazing friends.
So if you find yourself near this Home Goods, now you know where to look!