It makes me sad, especially when I wonder when the last handwritten piece of mail I received came. Wasn't it longer than seven weeks ago? Am I not loved as much as the average person?? Am I just forgetting since the mailbox is so full of bills, catalogs with stuff I can't afford and junk mail???
Weirdly, this didn't make me feel sorry for the US Postal Service, it reminded me of a Shirley Temple movie. I saw it when I was first married living with my wonderful hubby in our new house--I think it was "Blue Bird" from 1940 or so. Having lost my grandparents, I was intrigued with the notion that our loved ones in Heaven were animated whenever we thought of them here on Earth. I still think of my grandparents often, just to bring a smile to my face--and ridiculous as it sounds--to bring them to life up in Heaven. I mean, seriously...I don't think we will need any help being animated in paradise, but, I still do it.
I even think I made a New Years Resolution one year to be better at writing to people who were important in my life. Rod's Aunt Ellen is so good about keeping us up-to-date on happenings in their world--I want to be more like her! But, I also want to actually have something good to say--certainly better things than I blog about!!! And certainly something that would not be mocked at a reading of say...Christmas letters. That particular day my annual missive was compared to a letter from an old friend--and mine came up VERY short on the fun meter. Ouch. It pains me that my perceived wonderful little recap of the year was not appreciated by my wide, far-flung audience.
So, in honor of continuing my quest to set pen to paper more consistently, I am gonna sit down and
W R I T E to one of my high school friends. It will not be just the magazine article I clipped that made me think of her. It will have an actual page of handwriting, bad as it usually ends of being and not just a post-it-note with a quick sentiment. I promise...
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