Two Friends, Two Rocks, and a Pub
February 19, 2016
Meet Wendy and Tara, a pair of United Kingdom besties I've never had the pleasure of hanging with. I can only imagine, from the bird-flipping pics on Wendy's Facebook page and Tara as landlady of a pub, what kind of a time we'll have if our paths ever meet. I bet it'll be EPIC!
Although I've never met the dynamic duo, I've receive snapshots of their friendship through my one-on-one conversations with each lady and watching their lives unfold on Facebook. They both are proud, yes, that's the word, proud, owners of Travelling Kindness Rocks.
Wendy was gifted her Travelling Kindness Rock in the fall. Ever since she has been one of the project's biggest supporters. And I mean biggest people! Seriously, just log on to the Travelling Kindness Rocks Facebook group or shop page and look through the posts. Wendy not only hits "like" for each and every picture, but she takes the time to comment, a meaningful, full sentenced comment. To me, it is so reaffirming, and I'm grateful.
But here's the thing: Wendy's comments in support of the Travelling Kindness Rocks posts haven't ceased, even as she recovers from a major surgery, one of her many battles as a colon cancer warrior.
Spurred on by Wendy's bravery as a cancer warrior, Tara took the time this week to write about her Travelling Kindness Rock story. Why? Well, Wendy was the one, back around Christmas, who requested a Travelling Kindness Rock for Tara.
At that time, Wendy wrote to me personally of her friend: "Tara is one of the most selfless people I know who always cares for others and has been a rock for me throughout my cancer. She recently lost her grandfather and yet sent me flowers because my dog passed away."
And so, at Wendy's request, a second Travelling Kindness Rock made its way from Nova Scotia, Canada, across the big pond to the United Kingdom. Wendy picked a colourful rock that reminded her of the hues of the Dinkum Pub where Tara is landlady.
About her Travelling Kindness Rock, Tara writes, "When I received my beautiful TKR, I was a bit down in the dumps." At the time, she was suffering from thyroid problems and three slipped discs. "I cried tears of joy and happiness when I received this gift. I will never forget Wendy's act of kindness."
For her personal note I tucked into the envelop along with Tara's Travelling Kindness Rock, Wendy had me write,
You are my rock.
Tara, in response to Wendy's claim, tells me she is "merely a pebble."
Well, ladies, pebbles or rocks, either way I say you have yourselves one good, solid, friendship. The kind of friendship where the other person won''t question you if you show up on the doorstep at 3:00 am with a body bag. Instead, she'll grab her coat and shovel and head out the door.
I have a couple of those good, solid friendships myself.
Readers, how about you?
These rare friends in our lives aren't rocks. They aren't pebbles.
Tara and Wendy, thank you for reminding us all to be thankful for these besties of ours, the colourful gemstones we call our closest friends. And if I ever make my way across the big pond, from Canada to the UK, I'll be sure to swing by, pick Wendy up, and drive on over to the Dinkum Pub. Tara, get three tall glasses ready and we will raise a toast: to the gemstones in our lives.