After dinner today, I wanted egg tarts; rather randomly, just because we were at a Macau restaurant, which led me thinking about Portuguese tarts, which was similar enough to egg tarts.
Blessed am I, that there was a “famous” “traditional” egg tart place in the area. So we trotted over to the shop.
Although it wasn’t hot and freshly baked.. and a bit pricey… blessed am I, to be able to fulfill my sudden food desire.
Even though it meant I didn’t sleep until 4am, I am blessed to have a friend who would call me, just to see if I am okay.
He said, through his observations, I don’t usually talk about my personal life, and for me to do so, it must really be bothering me. He just wanted to make sure I am okay.
I had to smile a little at his observation. He said I enjoy listening to others and prompting them with questions, but often and quickly redirect the topic back to others when it turns to me. I didn’t realise that I still do this, haha.
He lives in another country; and we don’t meet much if at all. So I am grateful, and blessed, that he would attend to these small details, and would, despite being thousands of miles apart, insist on calling. Just to make sure I am okay.
Thanks Jack 🙂
I am blessed for tonight’s large meal, with friends of 22 years and 15 years respectively, completed with hours of just simple, enjoyable, conversation.