a dear friend of quasi-landlord's (and mine, by extension) joined us for christmas dinner. i'd not seen him in months, and we were all looking forward to being together and catching up. in addition to his famous potatoes with chorizo (which i absolutely love even though i can never get them right whenever i try to make them myself), he brought a mexican hot chocolate torte (nom nom nom) and presents for all of us, which was completely unnecessary and yet totally thoughtful. the message of the card he included has stuck with me, so much so that i'm leaving said card on the windowsill near my bed so i can see it easily.
front of card:
"The light of Chanukah
reminds us to have faith
that miracles are on their way."
inside of card:
"Wishing you
a wonderful Chanukah
and every blessing
always."
his handwritten message:
"I know you're not
Jewish. But I
like the message of
this card. Even
in our darkest days
light will guide
our way!"
he's not jewish, either.
i was unable to tell him just how much this meant, especially in that particular moment, so i just leaned over and gave him a hug. score one for the universe.
i haven't made any sort of resolutions or intentions for 2017, but i think this is something that i wish for all of us, self included, in the coming year - that we be reminded of the power of miracles and that light will continue to guide our ways.
merry new year, y'all. here's to a fucking outstanding 2017 because holy shit do we deserve it. i love you.😘
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