Dear Everyone,
As I was getting out of the car after work on Friday, Fred said, “There’s a package from Brad for you on the kitchen counter.” Really? Cool.
As I started cutting it open, I figured that maybe he’d sent along some of the new Nock Co. notebooks. The box seemed a little big for notebooks, but what else could it be? Then there was another box inside that box, and yet another inside that one. All the while I was unpacking the contents I was saying out loud, “What the…?!”
As I reached the inner box, my “What the…??” mantra got louder and faster. This was not computing.
As I caught my first glimpse of the inner wooden box, I stopped breathing. And things got a little buzzy around the edges.
WHAT?! A Nakaya?!
Surely there was some sort of shipping error. I even messaged Brad to say, “Is this mine?!”
Then I saw Brad’s handwritten note—in his perfect printing—that let me know this WAS for me. From all of you.
Tears. Smiles. Lack of breathing. I felt ALL THE FEELS. I’m STILL feeling all the feels.
The pen is a work of art—gorgeously understated, with inlaid raden in the shape of a blue rose with gently falling petals. (I’ll do a better job of photographing and reviewing the pen another time. I swear.) The medium nib writes like a dream. I filled it with Pilot Iroshizuku tsuki-yo and write with it every day. Doodling, letters, journal entries, notes. This is a pen that will always be inked, always be used, always be cherished.
For everyone who made this happen, I thank you. I thank you ad infinitum. (How inadequate those words sound.) Thank you, too, to everyone who has thought good thoughts, posted thoughtful blog comments, sent cards and letters, texted encouraging texts, listened to me vent, walked with me, hugged me, sent their own precious gifts, offered up encouragement and commiseration. All of that is as precious to me as this pen.
Though the strange sensations in my legs have been turned up a notch or two this week, my smile and my grateful heart are off the charts.
I’m stunned. I’m speechless. I’m completely blown away.
I love you.
Mary
From the Pen Cup 