I brought the box because I was spending some long overdue girl time with Amy Kletecka Weber, who was there the day I laid Max to rest and I could not have imagined opening that box with a more kind, loving and supportive soul. The biodegradable shades of blue container was as beautiful as I hoped it would be. It will float on the waters in Puerto Vallarta in a few weeks and eventually sink into the waters that we both loved, sending Max into an even deeper peace than I hope he has already found.
Ya'll know I'm not the most God fearing gal on the planet, but I've always found a peace with Amy that I cant explain. Her faith in God and the Holy Spirit is inspiring and comforting even if not fully understood or realized. The moments we spent holding hands over Max's ashes were filled with sweet love and friendship and whispered prayers for peace for Max along with a shared gratitude for each other. And a prayer for peace and understanding for all of us on this earth. And thank you sweet Elizabeth for calling at the exact moment of our prayers. No coincidences, my pineapple soulmate.
Tonight, as pensive and anxious as I am about the upcoming time of another goodbye, I am thankful for signs from another world, a friends hand to hold, a friends voice on the phone and the peace and safety that surround me in the presence of my dear friend Amy. I hope you always know that you are a light in my often dim world. I am blessed and grateful for your presence, no matter how near or far we are. You are still my jam as HS is yours. Our journey is still evolving.
Max, Amy and Lissa, you all came together tonight and showed up for me. And Doc Downs you rounded out the night with some shared misfit talk on the drive home. Nothing but love. #friendship #max #pineapples #perfectlyimperfect #gratitude
