A friend of mine had a close call this weekend. Something awful almost happened to her, but, luckily, since she had her wits about her, she managed to come out ok – thank goodness.
But it made me think. About life and things. There is so much that is wonderful in my life. And one of those things is my business partner. I don’t think I say thank you enough – and life is too short not to say what you feel.
Thank you for making me laugh. Every day. Mostly with you, sometimes at you. It makes all the difference.
Thanks for planning your outfits according to themes. I particularly loved “urban sangoma”, closely followed by “Canadian mom”.
Thanks for coming in to work one night while you were supposed to be on leave, because of a tricky project. Seriously – that was pretty awesome of you.
Thanks for explaining fractions to me in your babysitting voice that one time. Html columns can be hard, you know.
Thanks for listening to me thinking out loud about appointments with electricians and my grocery lists with, what I can only say, is very impressive feigned interest.
Thanks for switching easily between conversations of equal importance – SEO best practice and what the hell Mary is doing with Lord Gillingham when he is just such a “blah” character.
Thanks for being there, always, without question – whether it’s building a website together late on a Friday night (because we’re “working on our careers right now”), or helping me try and make sense of the curve balls life throws at us sometimes. Also – thanks for arriving with chocolate that night.
Thanks for the dance breaks, the emergency muffins, the morning cups of tea (which you can sense I sometimes need before I can make words).
Thanks for being a partner in the true sense of the word – with me every step of the way, in life and business.
(Side note: I am aware that this is starting to sound vaguely like wedding vows – please note that we have no immediate plans to marry.)
There’s no one else I would rather be in business with. And I am really excited to see where Pomegranite takes us – or, I suppose, where we take Pomegranite.
It’s been one hell of a ride so far.