How Did I Get So Lucky?

Last week, I laughingly said to my husband and my son, ” Next week I’m celebrating every day!” You see, March 8 is my birthday and I had just seen a meme that said something like, “It’s my Birthday. Let the week of Lunches, Gifts, and Parties Begin!” So I shared that as a joke.

Well, they took that seriously. Even before “my week” began, on Saturday, my husband gave me a lovely bouquet of yellow roses with a beautiful green and yellow ribbon tied around the whole.

On Sunday, he took me out to lunch. (I got a mild case of food poisoning, but we’re not counting that as a gift.)

On Monday, he brought me a chai latte, which he knows I love, and only allow myself once or twice a month.

Today, Tuesday, I received a beautiful present in the mail from a good friend. This present is special because it’s a necklace with a pomegranate pendant. My friend knows that pomegranates figure metaphorically in my first novel, Eve’s Garden, pomegranates having been likely, some scholars say, to have been featured in the Garden of Eden. Perhaps the apple was really the lovely purple-red fruit that produces abundant seeds––a pomegranate–– which grew freely in ancient Persia––present-day Iran––but which may not have been as widely known in early Christian-era Europe, where Christianity took deep hold. Persia, these scholars, say, is a likely location for the home of Adam and Eve, using Biblical references. Whether it is the fruit of that spiritual location or not, the pomegranate is an apt metaphor for the fertility of women, which is a foundational concept for the book.

That my friend knew, and referenced this fruit in her present to me, means a great deal to me. Truly, most of my interactions with readers of my novel have focused on specific scenes–that deadly childbirth scene, which it almost killed me to write, and pained them to read–or perhaps the scene of the girls dancing joyfully by the river. Or the final scene of Eve discovering the fruits of her grandmother’s garden. And it is always a delight to talk about my book with people who have thoughtfully read it. But when people go one layer deeper, to the metaphorical structure that grounds the novel, as my friend did in choosing my present, that moves me deeply. It lets me know they have understood the theme and the heart of the work, what I labored on most arduously.

Have you ever told a writer you understood the heart of her work? Let me know in the comments. And, please, give yourself a lovely week.

5 responses to “Seven Days of Me”

  1. geschichtenundmeer Avatar

    Happy birthday!
    No, I never told a writer such a thing. I would not dare to, and how can I be sure that I really understand? However, I often had a feeling that a writer knew me and understood me, even if that is not possible. But that’s the strange thing about books. In some of them you see yourself like in a mirror.
    Pomegranates are special.

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  2. mysarahskitchen Avatar

    Happiest of birthdays, Glenda the good❤️
    I haven’t told anyone that but I have felt it. Lately, I’m reading postings by Elizabeth Berg who is an author I feel I know deeply. Have you read her? Enjoy your day, your week, your month and year. 🎶🎂🙏🥰🎶

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    1. Glenda Bailey-Mershon Avatar

      Sarah, I’m waiting to see what you will blog about—you had me at “kitchen.” I read some of Elizabeth Berg’s early works, but I lost track of her it seems. I just looked her up, and I have a lot to catch up with! Do you have a favorite book of hers where I should start, perhaps?


  3. Glenda Bailey-Mershon Avatar, I recommend you always tell an author when their work has moved you, touched you, made an impression. We live, like everyone else, for some sign that our efforts in life have not gone unnoticed. I truly appreciate all the comments everyone makes, here and elsewhere, because it means we’ve touched spirits somehow, however briefly. Thanks you for always reading so carefully.


  4. Dana Pearl Avatar
    Dana Pearl

    I’m not sure I count as “just a reader,” since I’ve known you for decades. I just know how important pomegranates are to you.

    Interestingly, they’re important to me, too. When I was a kid, they were available mostly only in late October, around my dad’s birthday. He always bought them for us, and taught us how to eat the seeds, verrrrrry carefully.

    When I started practicing Paganism, I learned that the seeds represent the spirits of our loved ones, who live beyond the veil that separates the physical world and the spirit world. I’ve always included one on my Samhain altar, and have returned that fruit to the earth after the holiday.

    I found your gift unexpectedly a few months ago, while looking for Hanukkah candles made in the USA or Israel. Hard to find in person. Most sold in local places like drug and grocery stores are made in China. My search led me to a site selling traditional Jewish items. After putting the candles in my cart I proceeded to look at all the lovely other items. When I saw the pendant I instantly knew that it was for you!

    Not only is it the perfect gift for you, I finally got one to you on time!!!


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