on Saturday, I’m going to a friend’s new apartment. she’s moving in on Friday night and a few of us are going over to hang out and see it and give her decorating tips and lounge around drinking tea.
this afternoon, she e-mailed to say that she was going to stop by one of my friends’ favorite bakeries to buy scones, and what could she get for me? I said it was no big deal, I could just eat fruit or just drink tea, but I mentioned at the very end that there happens to be a gluten free grocery store close to the bakery and if she wanted to swing by, that would be very nice.
her response? oh, she was already looking at the grocery store’s website. it looked great. she’ll go there!
I’m not grateful that I have celiac and I doubt I’ll ever be. but I’ve had so many little moments like this that I would never have experienced without it. people go out of their way for me. they remember what I can and can’t eat, months later. they buy special food just for me, they take care to avoid cross contamination, and they do it with a smile.
like I said, I’m not grateful I have celiac. but if that’s what it takes to get moments like this one, it’s probably not the worst thing in the world.