Hello, Friend


What a difference a friend makes!

Earlier this week, 5-year-old Little Man face-timed to show me the gap where his two bottom teeth belong. They’d actually been wiggly and loose for close to a month! But he’d refused to let anyone touch them. Then, he was play-fighting with his best buddy when both teeth got knocked out. One was found. One wasn’t. We will leave it to the tooth fairy to decide what to do about THAT!   



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A friend is a gift you give yourself.

Robert Louis Stevenson

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Recently, the Cowboy and I were on holiday where we met new friends, from England, who introduced us to teatime. 

Image by Jill Wellington from Pixabay

Of course, we know the English love their tea, but my goodness, I had no idea how enchanting the ritual of teatime could be. 

I have never been a big fan of tea, but I am now on a quest to learn all things tea. Stay tuned as I continue this adventure. 

Hmm … maybe I’m trying too hard?

And, if by some miracle of cyber magic, Lin & Dave, Kate & Russ are reading this, let me say again how much we enjoyed your company. Part of the reason our holiday was so enjoyable is because of the dinner companions we looked forward to every evening.

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Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light.

Helen Keller

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The deepest of friendships call for the deepest kind of sharing, in good times and in bad. My little cache of treasured friends, who have walked with me through deep and muddy waters, who are there to pray when I have no prayers left, who by their very presence bring life back to my soul … those friends who turn up when life is not pretty, bring a rare beauty to the world.

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What a difference a friend makes. Old friends, new friends, treasured friends. I hope you have a few.

And, if you’ve found me, here in this big virtual world of overwhelming words, I hope you know … you’ve found a friend.

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The best thing I heard all week went something like this:

3-year-old to her Daddy: Daddy, when I grow up I will be an astronaut.

Daddy: Honey, if you want to be an astronaut you will have to go to college, study hard, get a job, and stay physically fit.

3-year-old: That’s just four things.

Image by Jill Wellington from Pixabay 

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5 Comments

  1. Beautiful.

    I recently got to spend three perfect days with an old friend who lives three hours north of us, sans husbands. Hanging with her was like being back in college–little agenda or schedule. Just BEING! Friends are a wonderful gift from God, ever-drawing us closer to Him.

    I’m so glad you’ve found direction for your blog. Keep writing, my Friend!

    1. Sounds lovely, Connie. Three days with an old friend doing nothing but enjoying each other’s presence. That sounds perfect indeed!

  2. Thanks for these scraps of joy, Joy. As refreshing as a good cup of tea! Maybe we could celebrate our groups writings with an outing to High Tea!

  3. Loved your post. Every scrap of it! Gorgeous tea photos, especially love that photo with the tulips against the black patterned background.

    Was the missing tooth ever found? And what happened with the tooth fairy — did she do the decent thing? 🙂

  4. Love the name of your blog, scrapes of joy. It reminds me of that scripture in Job where God talks about the fringes of His ways. I think too often I have let the circumstances of life steal my scrapes of joy. Thanks for the reminder.

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