I have a friend named Guy. A few months ago it was his birthday and he had a friend that took him out for lunch. He chose to come to The Little Brick House. Well, we made his day. He ordered a Ruby, one of the first. He gave me a hard time about our Marble Rye bread and said we really needed a Russian Rye. I went to check on him after he had some of that sandwich and he was no longer worried about Russian Rye. He loved it. Well, it was his birthday and we try to deliver something amazing so when we showed up with a Hot Cookie Sundae and sang Happy Birthday it made his day. We have been friends ever since.
When Guy comes in we shake hands and before he leaves we have a hug. I guess I should mention that Guy is in his 70's. He and his wife come in pretty regularly. I found out we are in the same stake when I looked down from the stand and saw him there smiling at me. He told me today that President Sorenson was talking to him and said something about not knowing if he should call him Brother Gillespie or by a sandwich name. We laughed. If you have no idea what I am talking about go to Stake Conference Talk in the archives of this month.
Guy got me choked up a couple of times today. He tells me that he loves me and encourages me to keep on going. I appreciate that very much. I appreciate people who care and that aren't afraid to just give you a hug and tell you that they love you and that your doing a good job. Sometimes a struggling single dad just needs that reassurance. I'll tell you this, I don't feel like it most of the time. Most of the time I don't see myself measuring up. Funny enough I know that I am not alone in this. I think most of us don't see ourselves measuring up or doing as good of a job as so and so. We're all pretty tough on ourselves. That seems an easy thing to do.
I need to be a little more like Guy Gillespie.
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