An Open Letter To Denise

Dear Denise,

 

I can't believe it has almost been two months since we last saw you!  So much has happened since then.  We've splashed and worked and slept and then we drove and drove and drove.

You crossed our minds as we traveled I35 (the road that just keeps giving) to and through your home state.

 

But enough of that mumbo jumbo.

I wanted to share with you my thrill of the day.

You see, I listened to you when we last barged through your door.

Not only did I walk away full of love for you and over a decade of friendship - I was also moved by your Mexican glassware collection.

When you opened your cabinet to show me the many sizes, shapes and colors there on the shelf, I was overcome by the realization that I too can have a little piece of glassware heaven!

 

I listened.

And I learned.

From the MASTER.

So for the last 2 mos, I have been into most every thrift store on the south side of this town, looking for the coveted piece of glass.

 

On the hunt for the vessel of my dreams.

 

And today was the day!

 

 

$1.

Uno.

ONE DOLLAR, BABY!!!

ONE DOLLAR!!!!

 

I still can't believe it.

 

 

So while I do not have enough to serve my family ice cold lemonade while lounging poolside on this hot Texas day, I do have one.

One piece of Mexican glassware.

That brings me joy.

And hope.

And excitement for the future of my Mexican glassware collection.

And all because I listened to the master.

 

 

We hope to see you and your beloved soon.

And we love you.

Kathy