I’ve read this email 20x. There is something about it that I cannot stop going back to it.
Several days ago I was thinking back to the day that we met. It was only last May, but it seems like it was years ago. I remember sitting at that winery in Missouri, incredibly nervous to meet you having just found out that I had won the “highly coveted” 435 contest. LOL I mean so, so nervous. Nervous that you thought I was cooler than I am, nervous that I might show my true colors and say something incredibly off-handed and inappropriate (which I believe I did), and just plain nervous you were going to change your mind about the win.
I recall giving you a warm, welcoming hug in that balmy air and sitting down to shake off the nerves. I instantly started talking Matilda Jane cause, well, that’s all I knew to talk about at the time.
We chatted about the upcoming Art Fair and I told you my sad story of a girl and a blog. A girl in her depths of despair. A girl losing her husband to cancer. A girl I didn’t know, but desperately wanted to bring to Indiana. You had done so much for me in the past 4 years that I wanted to “pay it forward” to someone who could use a smile on their face.
Well. I called this girl explaining who I was and why I was calling. There was lots of screaming. Lots of confusion. And several phone calls going back and forth on whether or not she would be able to join me. First call: No. Second call: OMG, YES I CAN GO!!!!” Third call: OMG, you’re going to kill me, I can’t go.
After contacting your sweet David several times to change plane tickets, I found out on her blog several days later that we had miscommunicated. Throughout all of the screaming, crying and OMG’s, we had confused dates. She could have come and we screwed it up. I was heartsick, nearly threw up and had to completely block it out of my mind.
After I shared my dramatic story with you, you looked at me and said, “Yeah, well, things happen for a reason.” Oddly enough that put my mind at ease and I moved on knowing my sweet friend Cat and I would have a wonderful time. And that we did.
Unbeknownst to me, you had gone home, contacted the girl with the blog and invited her to come as well. A couple of days before Art Fair, I emailed her and asked her what her daughter’s size was. I felt horrible about the miscommunication and wanted to pick out some wonderful things for her little girl. She returned my email by saying, “well, she’s a 2, but really chubby. Why don’t you just let me pick it out.” ????? Huh, that’s kind of rude, I thought. I’m not going to text you photos of every outfit they have, woman!!
But then I read on………….. “BECAUSE I’M COMING WITH YOU!!! Denise wanted to surprise you, but I just can’t take it anymore!!”
I just about died. But only for a moment and then my heart starting flipping in my chest and tears came streaming out of my eyes. I text you some mad woman text about how amazing you are and thank you, thank, you, and you say “how’s that for a surprise?” Short and sweet. Sweet and simple.
Thus, the beginning of a friendship for so many……………………….. I hope I have thanked you enough for it all.
It’s been a tough few days for me. Feeling helpless and far away and unable to do anything for a friend who is hurting. I know you feel the same way. We have both been holding back until the family has gone home, the friends have gone back to their routines and she is left with normalcy again. Except it won’t be normal.
You were the first person I came to about the “fundraiser” knowing I could trust your honest opinion. You tend to give that to me whether I like it or not. 🙂
It is my hope that this can be all about Friends supporting friends. Sisters loving their “sisters.” Women rallying around women. My hope is that this will help our friend with things we aren’t close enough to help with. With the things we want to do, but can’t. Watching the “chickens”, doing the laundry, cooking nutritious meals.
I want her to have the time to be a Mama, because that’s where we all want to shine and that’s where we all feel like we’re failing. I want her to have the time to be the beautiful woman that she is, because we all deserve to nurture that. I want her to have the time to be an artist, because I would miss it terribly, if that should go away.
I just want her to have time and peace, and as a friend that is what I would choose to give to her. I don’t want her to LOSE HER!
I briefly told you about a company called Confident Care of Colorado who does all of these things. The beauty of it is, the owner knows Val. But even better, the owner is a true ray of light.
Her name is Jessica Press and I can’t even imagine the care and love they would give Val and her beautiful “chickens.” I would feel so good knowing everyone rallied together to give our friend what we wish we could give. Support, support, support. I can text her sweet nothings ALL day long, but in the end, I hope they are cared for. Her brave, yet tired shoulders should not have to bear the weight of it all.
Thank you for always being on board when it comes to helping a friend in need. I assure you, that’s not why I texted yesterday. I was fully prepared to take this on and make it a success, but I love your support and know it will be bigger with MJ behind it. We CAN do this and it will be amazing. Amazing because of the incredible relationships that MJ builds. Amazing because women REALLY do want to take care of other women. We want our sisters and friends to be safe and happy in a village WE build, with a love that knows NO walls.
I’m still trying to wrap my head around 19,000 facebook fans. To me, you will always be 3 employees in a garage with a scant few blog followers.
And I loved you guys then like I love you now.
You and your group of MJ girls amaze me. LET’S GET THIS STARTED!!
I could not have written it better. So I asked Jami if I could share the email with you. We have been inspired by Christne at Bamboletta and the auction she held a couple weeks ago.
We will have an an auction starting Feb. 28th to help give support where she will need it most. In the home. We have all asked, “What can I do to help? I live so far away.” Well, all of the proceeds will go to a company that will give her support, reprieve, childcare, nutritious meals and most of all, time to take care of her precious babies.
We are still seeking donations of all sorts. No donation is too big or small, it can be 5 bucks or something from your favorite artist or an item you create. Thank you in advance for your generosity in helping this friend we’ve all come to love. I can assure you, it WILL make a difference. Please email email@example.com All donations must be received by February 21st
I feel so good about this, we feel so good about this.