Meet my friend, Trina.
Don’t go stealing her away though.
Just meet her and appreciate her like I do.
I am perhaps the most blessed woman in the world in many ways.
One of them is that I have terrific friends.
Trina is one of them.
How do I love her?
Let me count the ways:
1. She is my flower fairy.
It started when I was labeled with the dreaded “C” word. She came over and planted pansies in my flowerbed so that I could see them every day and be reminded that I could be like the pretty pansies — strong and resilient. They helped me make it through the worst winter of my life.
I love flowers but I’m not much of a gardener. So I rely on Trina to help me. It is a treat to go flower shopping with her because she comes alive in a garden shop or nursery. I mean, really comes alive. Her pulse quickens, She squeals with delight. The array of colors and varieties of flowers and plants are the candy store to the kid in her. You know, the Christmas morning to her inner child.
I’m overwhelmed with all the choices and all the labels about sun, part-sun, shade, annual, perennial, border plant, etc. While shopping for flowers for a big pot on my porch, she says, “Think thrill, spill and fill. That’s all you need to know.”
Okay, so something that is beautiful and thrilling, something that spills over the edge and something that fills up the pot.
I mistakenly went without her to get some mums and pansies for fall though.
Mums thrill. Pansies fill. What spills? No time to search for spilling plants so I went with only mums and pansies.
Trina to the rescue.
While visiting her daughter in North Carolina she visited a nursery and discovered — you won’t believe it — spilling pansies.
Yep, in North Carolina they have trailing pansies or “cool wave” pansies.
She was so excited she had to buy some and bring them home. And guess what lucky friend got some of these plentiful pansies?
Not only did she bring some home to me, she planted them. And they are spilling out all over the place in my pot on the porch.
Thrill, spill, fill?
She even added some spring thrill with some daffodil bulbs to delight me when the mums are gone.
2. She knows how to celebrate.
Nobody entertains, decorates, crafts or celebrates like Trina.
See a beautiful wreath made of hydrangeas on Pinterest? Call Trina. She’ll get excited to make it, track down the supplies and make it with you.
Hosting a baby shower? Call Trina. She’ll rush over and help you make an enormous diaper cake.
Have a chronic illness? Call Trina and she’ll find a way to make it funny. We once had a party to celebrate diabetes so that we could learn how to entertain using diabetic-friendly food.
Daughter gets elected senior class president? Trina will show up at your house to wait for the results with you. Then, she’ll rush to the store to buy balloons and party supplies with you for an impromptu party in the school parking lot to celebrate.
Hosting a big party? Trina will come early and get to work helping set up.
Trina is so fun and ready to party that when my kids and their friends (including her daughter) once wanted waffles at midnight, they called her to ask her to bring them some. And, she did! (This might put her in the crazy category but that fits too.)
My daughter Sara once said to me, “Mom, why have you been hiding Trina from me?” It wasn’t that I’d hidden her, but Sara had to lose her teenage blinders to discover the gem that is Trina. Now, she says, “It’s not a party without Trina.”
3. Nobody loves to help people more than Trina.
A day is not complete without Trina helping someone. Last week she went to the bakery and found a round loaf of orange bread with a jack-o-lantern face on it. She bought it and said, “I have to give this to just the right person — somebody who really needs something special today.”
This is not an anomaly. This is how she lives.
The motor that makes her run is fueled with the question, “Who needs me today?” She genuinely wants to cheer people up and make them happy.
She takes care of her elderly neighbors, always searching for how she can help them. She takes care of so many people.
And there is not a better mother, grandmother, sister, wife, aunt, cousin, friend in the world than Trina.
When her kids are discouraged, she tells them to forget about their troubles by serving others. And, it works!
Trina is happy when I’m happy; sad when I’m sad; and mad when I’m mad. And she can change the sad and mad with a little silly.
Aren’t you glad to know my friend, Trina?
I’ll share her, but don’t steal her away.
She’s the real deal of a friend that everyone needs.