I have received the compliment of all compliments. Until this week, I didn't know that there was a such a thing – the compliment of all compliments. I always thought that compliments in excess are nothing more than a vat of hallow flattery. This is not true, compliments in excess can be sincere.
For the last month, Jessica has been sending me random postcards. One here, two there, three a few days later. On the first postcard, Jessica gave strict instructions for holding onto these postcards because they are the pieces of a puzzle. Therein lies compliment #1: She likes me enough to send a month's worth of post cards. That alone is saying something.
Each of these hand written postcards had a little message. Each contained some form of tribute to me and to friendship; each contained a distinctly heart-felt and sincere compliment. Jessica also sent a few to Megan and The Winder to help. Megan and The Winder said some distinctly sincere and heart-felt stuff too. Therein lies compliment #2: She was able to come up with (or delegate) a month's worth of compliments.
Because I always do as is instructed, I hung onto those postcards, anticipating its completion like another one of my goofy marathons. After I had a bunch, I put them together:
What could it say?! What does it mean?! As if each finely crafted message on each finely crafted postcard wasn't enough... there's a master plan! A secret message! A week or two later, I thought maybe we were done, so I gave another stab at the puzzle.
So close! Only two more! What will that last word be?!
I'll tell you what last word is. It's:
Compliment #3 is: The compliment of all compliments, "I'm so glad you were born." You want to make a person's day, or even life, tell them you're glad they were born.
Jessica sure knows how to make a life worth being born. (Which I hope is a close second to the compliment of all compliments.)