Me: *at my desk in the basement working on stuff*
*doorbell rings*
Me: *head up the stairs to see what’s what. I open the door, no one there. I look around, something on the ground. Head outside to look. Long box sitting there.* What? I didn’t order anything.
Back inside, I open it up and find this:
Along with this:
“Not a replacement for your cherished guitar, but an alternative until it’s fixed, and, if you look closely at the model name, a celebration of a life. Hope this brings a smile after some rough times.
“
The model name is ‘Dakota’:
And yes, it brought a smile. Obviously, a friend sent this to me. If I receive permission, I’ll let you know who later.
In the meantime – THANK YOU!!!
EDIT: I’d like to thank Kaitlyn Meyers, aka BardicWolf on Twitter, for her generous and thoughtful gift. You rock.
~P
That’s awesome.
Well done. Power of Generosity strikes.
Yeah! I think my son has (or had) an Indiana guitar. Awesome friends you got…
You made my day with this post.
and I needed it… thanx.
Things can get tough, even as we writers work to post to our blogs or to work on our WIP. Or to help others with edits and coaching.
Sometimes a unexpected guitar is just what’s required to keep us moving on.
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Truly awesome.
Just when I figure I understand this human condition, it goes and develops a sense of kindness. Typical.
That is so awesome to hear!
This is great. Thanks for sharing a wonderful little story that put a smile on my face too.