To Lois

A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself.
— Jim Morrison

Dear Lois,

Happy Birthday! (This is the Monday, isn’t it? 😉

Picture this… we are sitting by the ocean drinking wine, hearing pelicans singing “Happy Birthday” – one, apparently, sings louder than the others (one off-key?) Look, they brought fishes to the party! Lots of fishes. Hmm, I wonder which fish man they stole those fishes from.

The sun is setting. The sky and water are turning orange, yellow, and red. I sit there thinking if you know that you have made this world more beautiful for many of us. Your sense of humor… I start laughing. I laugh so hard that some pelicans fly away.

I remember the first time I read that you started a Toastmaster club in a prison. I was happy for club members because I believe it would improve their communication skills and help them deal with problems in future. But, at the same time, I couldn’t help worrying about your safety. The trust you had built between you and them was amazing. I learned I should never give up on anyone. (Even though I had applauded you until my hands were red, I still couldn’t build up enough courage to do what you have done!)

Then, you shared your bad news and later some good news with us. Throughout the time, you were stronger than most of us. Even when you didn’t feel well, you continued commenting, sending us warm feedback, as much as you could.

So, I’d like to make a toast… thank you for all the things you have taught me (by acting more than talking), for making me laugh, and for allowing me to be me. I press my hands together; I am grateful to have a friend like you.

Pelicans are dancing… or it’s me having too much drink… 😉

Happy Birthday, Lois!

Helen

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About Helen C

A retired computer programmer who loves writing and photographing, and has managed to publish a YA novel "Jin-Ling’s Two Left".
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28 Responses to To Lois

  1. Rupali says:

    Lovely post with a smile!

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  2. prior.. says:

    awe – so beautiful – and piece stick – like the red hands and that singing together – 🙂
    happy b-day to lois indeed

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  3. Cee Neuner says:

    Lois is a sweetheart. 😀 😀 And so are you Helen.

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    • Helen C says:

      Thanks, Cee. Lois is a sweetheart for sure. I am afraid that is probably the last word I would use to describe myself 😉 I am trying hard to be as nice as I could be, that’s about it. At least I am quite aware of what I have to work on. Ha ha.
      Thanks for being such a great friend. Have a wonderful evening.

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  4. Elizabeth says:

    Love this! Lois deserves each word you have written here. Happy Birthday dear Lois!

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  5. Beautiful post Helen!!!

    Liked by 1 person

  6. loisajay says:

    Helen–I am speechless. Not good for a former Toastmaster, is it? Thank you so very much for this beautiful post. You brought pelicans! And they brought fish! It does not get much better than this. You are one amazing friend. So much love to you.

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  7. Mother Hen says:

    This blogging community is pretty special… And you know what? We seem to get along quite wel..

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Amy says:

    A very beautiful, sweet, delightful… post, Helen! Happy Birthday to Lois!

    Liked by 2 people

  9. Lady Oscar says:

    beautiful friendship. I imagine to sing with pelicans — totally out of tune and laugh too hard. ^^
    A friend will never pick up the wrong pitch. He/She sings with you!

    Liked by 1 person

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