Thelma (our receptionist) gives me a manilla envelope. She says - after much sleuthing I figured this out. I don't understand. My name is not on the envelope. Black marker simply says "Jo-Hanna Read."
Jo-Hanna is the only person I've ever known whose name is Jo-Hanna. I'm careful to spell it correctly because it is a very special name. Jo-Hanna is a dear friend of mine. A trial lawyer who champions the rights of those who are abused - usually sexually.
I open the envelope. Inside are two brightly covered mittens without fingers. My favorite type of hand warmer in the whole wide world. I smile in delight. Not only are they beautiful - but in my mind I can see Jo-Hanna knitting them as she is listening to a speech or waiting for her turn in court. Thank you Jo-Hanna.