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I Love You More Than An Ironed T-Shirt

by Rita Macdonald

 

I got dressed today, but I’m not exactly sure why.  I had 8 a.m. plans, 10 a.m. plans, and then it snowed.  And snowed, and snowed, and snowed.  I canceled the 8 a.m. plans, canceled the 10 a.m. plans, and commenced to study.  And study, and study, and study.

I’m so, so, so sick of studying.

In the middle of studying, “Suzy Q” called.  I snagged her as my friend about eight or so years ago when she was holding the door at a Bible study I was attending.  She was so friendly, always remembered my name, always asked about my sons – so I told her one day I was keeping her.  And we’ve been good friends since the day I told her that.  Suzy Q loves to play in the snow (I told her she’s cray-cray, but she just laughs!) so I was surprised when she took a break from playing in the snow and called today.  We caught up on the phone for quite some time.  It was such a treat!

Did some laundry.   Ironed all my work t-shirts.  Yes, I still iron.  It’s therapeutic.  I love, love, love to iron.

And then I studied, and studied, and studied.  Did I mention I’m sick of studying?  Well, I am.

Then, I got to exchange some hilarious (always hilarious) text messages with Carrie.  She can text, “ROFLMBO” faster than anyone I know.  Our friendship has been one filled with laughter since…..   well, not quite the day we met, but not long after that.  We always have great conversation, we always have a fun time, and we always have a belly ache from giggling.  (And there are always shenanigans involved, but don’t tell anyone!)  She THINKS she shared her friend Ruth with me, but turns out – Ruth and I had a head start on our friendship a good 10 years ago!  We have a good time teasing each other with that.

Not one, not two, not three, but FOUR neighbors texted and/or called to see if they could move my car for me and shovel my sidewalk.  My foot is still in an orthopedic shoe with my toes sticking out, and we got a foot of snow today.  Now, take the market value of my house and add $100,000,000 to it when you factor in my neighbors.  They are the best, and they are most of the reason I’ve stayed as long as I have.  My parents used to say whenever they purchased a new home, that it would not be there last.  They’d always add, “We’re not dying here!”  Well – I have the best neighbors and the best neighborhood, so – I guess I’m gonna die here 😉

Then I studied.  I hate math.  I hate math so, so, so much.  I’d rather have a root canal than do math.

Angela!  I got 2-1/2 hours on the telephone with Angela!  I always say I acquired my friendship with Angela “by default” from her husband.  John reached out to me on social media in 2010.  (See?  Social media is a great thing!)  Her husband John was my brother’s golf partner in high school back in the 1970’s!   Now, she’s one of my besties!  Tonight, she shared some wisdom with me passed down from her mentor.  It made me think of my friend Jerry, who said at his father’s funeral this summer, that while we are alive, we have influence.  But when we die, we have a legacy.  Thank you, Angela, for sharing a small piece of Beverly’s legacy with me tonight.

Eh.  I’m not studying anymore.  And I’m not studying tomorrow.  I need a break.  And tomorrow, I get to hang out with a whole lot of my favorite peeps, and we will sit around the living room talking about our Savior, our struggles, our praise reports, and probably manage to solve a few of the world’s problems over some sloppy Joes and pretzels.

I have my pajamas on now.  I’ve not even left my house, but it has been a full, full day.  Full of laughter, and tears, and sharing, and ……     friendship.

Suzy Q, Carrie, Angela, and my neighbors – You mean more to me than a stack of ironed t-shirts.  You were each a highlight in my day today, and I love that I get to do life with you all.

If you’re wondering what the point to this blog is, it’s simply to tell you ladies how much I cherish each of you.  I don’t do it often enough.  I love you more than ironing, and you can interrupt my math studies any time you want!

PS)  Thanks for sharpening my iron!

“Iron sharpens iron, and one man sharpens another.”  Proverbs 27:17

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Hello, I’m Rita.

Rita Louise MacDonald

I am a very imperfect follower of Jesus. Much of my journey in learning to follow Christ – as a single mother and now as an empty nester – has taken place at my kitchen table. I invite you to pull up a chair, enjoy the stories, maybe even collect a recipe or two!

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