I am indeed; truly blessed to have lived in what surely must be one of the best neighborhoods in the USA; blessed and also lucky!
Having written before about my wonderful neighbors, I am sure to repeat things I have said previously, but bear with me. Last night, fifteen of my former neighbors threw a party for me, a 'goodbye' pot-luck dinner (which we always do so very well) and the best part was that I didn't have to cook or bring anything but myself! The food was, as usual, scrumptious!
My friend Jeanne opened her beautiful home, which was set for dinner in two rooms. Gorgeous flowers graced the tables, thanks to my friend Pam.
I was fortunate to bring home two of the arrangements, which you see here. One of them fell apart on the way home, and I hastily pushed them back into the vase (with apologies to Pam!)
A 'lovely' football mum corsage (a throwback to the olden days when I started in floristry) was first pinned on my dress. Pam had worked at The English Garden yesterday and they suggested I had to have this one. It brought a laugh from everyone except the younger women, who had no idea about these corsages, which were so prevalent when I was in school. The "W" refers to the first initial in our neighborhood's name. The 'real' corsage (below) was more suited to my dress; a lovely grouping of lavender roses, wax flowers berries and greenery.
We gathered in the living room for a round of singing and speeches. Sherleen wrote a song about me and my contributions to the neighborhood over the years, and five of the women sang it while our host accompanied them on the piano. Then my friend Nancy read an epistle about how she met Jim and me, and our history in the neighborhood. It was heartwarming and I nearly teared up before she finished. They had all signed a card, which I will treasure for the rest of my days. It is so nice to be loved and appreciated and even if you suspect that is the case, it is great to hear it from so many people!
It was a wonderful evening. I told them that if I were moving out of state or out of the area, I would be much sadder than I am at leaving this nearly perfect neighborhood. As it is, we are only 6.9 miles from there and since I will still be participating in the WOW functions and book club, I'm not really going away. They are stuck with me forever. WOW means Women of W_______, and the saying goes.....Once a WOW, always a WOW. I certainly am glad that is true.
Thanks to all of you who planned and participated in my party. It was a special moment in my life and I will never forget the kindness and love shown to me in my 31 years there.
Note: There is no significance to the red paragraphs. I have NO idea how that got there and I was not able to get rid of it.