The other day, I was feeling down and out, "lower than a snake's belly," as the saying goes. We didn't pick up the mail until later in the evening. I expected the usual assortment of junk mail and bills. Hidden among those, though, was a card from a friend.
I opened it, expecting a short greeting. Instead, my friend had taken the time to write a full letter, expressing her apprecation for me and sharing her feelings that we both were struggling with similar problems. It was so lovely that I kept it. (I often use cards as bookmarks.)
I have referred back to that card several times in the last few days, feeling renewed and uplifted each time I re-read the kind words.
So, for today, I am grateful for a friend who cared enough to write down her feelings.