salmon love

I was embraced today. It was not an ordinary hug (though I'm all in favour of such embraces as well) this was a nurturing, caring, practical, yummy embrace of several meals and an abundance of treats. W&J showed up at my door tonight not only with a fabulous bbq salmon dinner for us to share, but also with burrito fixings, two meals of chili, cheese, prociutto, apricot-hazlenut bars, hobnob cookies, avocado-black bean dip, tortilla chips, and a big box of fresh vegetables. This is motherlove-- the sort of thing my mother would do for her worn out daughter if she had the chance. I guess it would be more aptly named "otherlove" in this case, and how deeply thankful I am for the top notch others in my life. Greater even than their culinary generosity is the assurance that these friends heard my grief, understood my depression, and knew how to undergird the friend who is far more comfortable on the other side of the giving equation. They are so good to me.