A few weeks ago - I decided I wanted one and we have no idea where Nanny's went. So I went on a hunt. Old fashioned hardware stores. Antiques shops. Junk shops. Flea market. Everywhere I went - I looked for one of these.
I said something to Local Best Friend at the time. Then did not think another thought about it.
Look what LBF gave me for my birthday.
A hammer - not just any hammer - one exactly like the one I played with as a small girl.
It comes apart into increasingly smaller flat screwdrivers.
I have no idea how much something like this is actually worth. But the memories associated with it are so very rich. More than that - having a friend who listens and really hears what you are saying is priceless.
Yes - there were hugs for this. There have been tears shed too.
I hope you all have that kind of friend in your life. I have been blessed to have more than just one. I try to be this kind of friend as well.
Have a wonderful day --
2 comments:
Now, THAT is cool!
Surprise, I have a hammer like that. Well, maybe not JUST like it, but mine has various screw drivers in the handle - but not that little blue stopper at the end. Just a metal piece.
Darla
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