Can you remember your first day of school? I can’t, actually. I can only remember it as it is depicted in the photos of me on that day. If I were to describe my first day of school, it would be mere speculation, and it would include something about cool, crisp fall air and warm, brilliant sunshine, just because that’s how I imagine such an exciting, nerve-wracking passage into the unknown should be.
Oddly enough, that is also how I would describe my opening day of Yarn Soup, although I will remember that day as long as I live.
The weather couldn’t have been more perfect. Everyone who entered the store came in energized by the brisk temperatures and cheered by the glorious sunlight. There were smiles and laughter, introductions and meetings of old friends. It was spectacular.
It is here that I must acknowledge particularly the patience and selflessness of my entire family in descending on the shop in those final days of preparation. Without your help (and forgiveness of my lack of patience), the grand opening would not have been quite so grand.
Of course, there were mild snafus, as is to be expected; but those of you who came bore with them patiently and with great kindness.
And that is what I will remember most: the generosity and graciousness of so many who stopped in, introduced themselves, or sent well wishes in honor of this exciting event. My humblest thanks and best wishes to all of you. Stop in again soon!