Dear Lumberjocks, I recieved rivergirl’s gift to me only moments ago. I don’t know what to say, exactly. It is absolutely beautiful. It’s a beautiful foot stool where I can rest my feet in the twilight years of my old age. It’s everything that I ever thought it would be – even more. Rivergirl says it has flaws in it.
Kelly, where are the flaws that you spoke of? I don’t see the flaws. I told you that my toolbox that I build for you has flaws in it and that I will send the toolbox to you with the flaws. And it does have flaws in it and I will send the flaws with the tool box because I don’t know how to remove the flaws.
I love my gift from Kelly and I will cherish it always; I will cherish it for as long as I live. I am so happy that I received this from Kelly before Thanksgiving weekend so that I can rest my feet upon it over the long weekend. I don’t have a recliner I only have my chair and now I have a special footstool made with Kelly’s own two hands. This is a special gift to me and I will cherish it to the day that I die. :)
Dear, Kelly, I had planned to work on your tool box this weekend because I put my heart and soul in it and it gives me joy and pleasure to do so. I shall work on it with so much more diligence than before now that I have your stool but I know that it will still have the flaws because I’m not a craftsman and my work always has flaws. But it will have a piece of my heart and soul in it so I will send that as well. God Bless you, Kelly, and thanks for my wonderful foot stool that you have built for me with your own two hands.
-- If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away. Henry David Thoreau