I am getting ready to send Heather another care package...and couldn't fit myself in it. (:D) I also couldn't fit in something she loves, something the two of us enjoy very much. It's the pears off the tree in our yard. So...Heather..here is a sampling from our crop this year. I know you can't really taste them, so let me assure you that they are a sweet, juicy, flavorful batch of goodness. I really enjoy putting together little packages for the girls (I know she shares!) It's fun to think about what might bring a sense of home, help, or just plain silliness. I wish the box I could afford to send was bigger. It just isn't. The sense of surprise is what brings me such delight. I like surprises - the gift kind, anyway. And I really like to give them. There's something about someone putting some thought into what might bless you that brings the greatest sense of love to me. It truly is the thought that counts.
So, Heather my love, here's the thought that counts. A taste of home.
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Yay!! It's like Christmas once a month. Some of the girls got some packages yesterday and everyone was as excited for them as if they were for themselves. It is just so much fun to see what our parents and friends think to send. Everthing from socks to beef jerkey and benadryl. It's all very much appreciated and loved.
Hey, if you are having problem with pear consumption since Pear isn't there, I'd be happy to help you out, you know since we're friends and all. Isn't that what friends do, help their friends in their time of need? Just let me know if you need to bite the pear, I'm mean bullet. Kay?
Very thoughtful of you, who doesn't love good surprises? Especially the ones that remind you of home.
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