Mrs. Tisdale

Has another miraculous turn of events happened in my life?  I surely do hope so - something so perfect, so what is needed in this moment, yet something I never ever would have asked for because it would never have occurred to me it might be even remotely in the realm of possibility.  

But the All-Knowing knows all, and here it is -  I met Mrs. Tisdale & entered her world.

What a remarkable world, in both physical & metaphysical senses.  Set on about ½ acre of beautifully kept, the whimsical  yard & house seems a wondrous reflection of the woman.  Karen told me ahead of time that back when Mr. Tisdale was available to help, her gardens were a small version of Longwood (with a mega touch of Chanticleer) and that massive collection of various things that would leave anyone else’s house looking like a pawn shop, but that it all works in Mrs. Tisdale’s.  

She was spot on.

One of the many awed impressions I took away from meeting Karen’s dear friend was that where she lives reflects who she is.  A woman of many interests, experiences, friends & appreciated acquaintances, all of which find a “just right” spot in her life. 

Karen said she wanted to connect the two of us because she thought I could give Mrs. Tisdale the little bit of extra help getting here & there she needs these days;  however, I suspect that Karen saw that Mrs. Tisdale - a much-loved & lauded, now retired high school guidance counselor – could be just what I need in my own here & now.