I have a lot of meaningful things that I want to say about this past week of my life spent gathering with likeminded and hearted women from all over and also about my experience at the Idea Camp. My friend Sarah Markley said those things well…so since my words are short now, read hers HERE.
I have pneumonia. And as my wise friend Katie said the other day…”Ain’t nobody got time for that!”
With the Allume Conference coming up in less than a month, and week that I pretty much took off last week to be present in my surroundings with the people in my face, I have stuff to do. And ain’t nobody got time for pneumonia.
But I do have time for an ode…this will be my first ode ever, so if it’s awful…that is why. Some things just deserve odes…like soup, and the friends who bring it when you’re sick. It’s just something I have to do…this ode. And my pneumonia medicines make me feel a little loopy, so here goes.
You really are for the soul.
With warmth and care and nourishment
You bring healing with each spoonful.
And friends who make soup…
You are balm
Your soup is expression of love made edible
Hospitality of the Biblical kind
I am overwhelmed by bowlfulls of love