Well then, let’s judge Sandra Tremblay who had a rather sensational party last night – completely in her honour. There were the children and grandchildren as well as spouses of said children – beaming and throbbing with love. They adored this woman. This was abundantly clear.
Not to mention that every one of those people was completely loveable.
Then there were her friends. I count myself lucky to be one of those – part of a special circle of women (The Coven) that has been together for 23 years (yes, we counted last night). Do we love Sandra? Love almost isn’t a big enough word for it.
And her walking buddies – I met one of them when I arrived at the airport and got to know her just a bit while staying at her house. She is smart, funny, remarkable, talented and has a heart so huge…. and I met the others, including her long-time friend, Gerda. It seems that when you are filled with love and have a huge heart, you attract a circle of similar people. And so there I was last night, chatting to people but also taking time to be quiet and absorb what was in that room – and it was a roomful of love.
It exhibited itself in tons of laughter, enough hugs to fill your annual quota, outstanding food, super silly antics and a noise level that would give rush hour traffic through the tunnel a run for its money.
Life is a remarkable thing. We get caught up in the everyday – the mundane. We wash the dishes and do the laundry. We go to work, come home, make dinner, fall exhausted into bed. We do things because they are automatic and put the feeling/thinking part of ourselves on a back burner because we don’t really need that bit for most of the tasks we perform.
And then, every once in a while, comes a person or event (or both together) that stops us and forces us to pay attention. And then there is this swelling of the heart. It is filled with some sort of substance that the walls can’t contain – it spills over onto other people and then still others and last night that something (love) had such a leak rate that it flooded the entire room.
I get to carry this with me. I get to hold it, touch it and marvel at it – take it into my life and hopefully make it grow.
And so, if you are to judge Sandra by the company she keeps, I’d say you’d know for certain that she is a woman of power, love and then more love on top of even more love. When they made Sandra, they well and truly threw away the mold.