...a Letter came in the mail...
Wednesday, December 09, 2009
Yesterday, something cool arrived in the mail. It was a letter hand-addressed to my late mother.
Inside were 2 photocopied pages and a thank you note. The note was from a local newspaper columnist who has since retired. My dad had written a glowing review of one of his articles, and sent it to him in 1985. This man had saved it, and wrote to tell my mom how special the note had been to him all of these years.
The note from my dad, written a year before he died, was full of praise, and I could see why the guy liked it. But it was funny to me in other ways, that this man would never appreciate. Dad wrote it on a scrap-pad page. Didn't even take the time to find a page of loose-leaf paper. It's all hand-written, in caps, with an unconventional use of quotation marks for emphasis. It's a two page letter, but Dad didn't even use two pages of scrap-pad. He just wrote on the back. And at the bottom of the front page, he wrote "(OVER)" just in case the guy couldn't figure out what to do when the text suddenly stopped at the end of the page.
It was awesome.
* I was glad my dad wrote something that would make this guy happy, for so long!
* I was glad the man saved it, and thought enough so send me a copy!
* I was glad to find something new about my Dad.
* I was happy just to recognize Dad's handwriting.
* My brother and sister will also get a huge kick out of it.
There's an interesting chain of energy that moves with this letter. A slow-moving ping-pong of happiness! It was the highlight of a rather normal day.
P.S. Moms and Dads sometimes make you crazy, but love 'em while you got 'em.