From the Stone Age
I've been slowly sorting through all the letters I received from friends and family when I was in college. It's been an ongoing project (and will continue to go on for several months) because I wrote tons of letters back in the days before blogs, emails, and facebook. I think I judged my personal worth on the contents of my mailbox back then. I wrote anybody who would write back to me. I have a letter from people I worked with at my high school job--people I could only vaguely remember.
It saddens me that I don't keep in touch via letters with anybody anymore, except my family. I miss Karen, my roommate from my freshman year; I miss Michelle, my buddy from my honors colloquium college class; I miss Wendy, one of my roommates from my sophomore year. I miss Bobbie from high school too, even though she only lives 40 minutes away from me. Bobbie was a diligent penpal when I was in college and in my early years of marriage.
I miss letter-writing in general. I might write to my sisters and sisters-in-law who all live out of state, if I wasn't bogged down with writing for college. Maybe I should write to them anyway. I do owe Jenni a letter.
But the reason I'm writing this post is that while I was putting some letters in a binder, I came across a birthday card from a family member dated 1987. The card was still in the envelope so I pulled the card out to put in the binder. A five-dollar bill fell out. !!! For twenty-two-and-a-half years, that five dollar bill has been cooped up in the envelope in a storage box. How did I, as a college student at the time, miss that money? Did I not see it? I must have! The card was opened, so I did read it. Did I save it for something only to forget about it? Good thing I didn't throw it out!
So what shall I do with my new-found, old riches?
When I spend it, I'm totally going to spend it as a 20-year-old, because that's the birthday it was for.
It saddens me that I don't keep in touch via letters with anybody anymore, except my family. I miss Karen, my roommate from my freshman year; I miss Michelle, my buddy from my honors colloquium college class; I miss Wendy, one of my roommates from my sophomore year. I miss Bobbie from high school too, even though she only lives 40 minutes away from me. Bobbie was a diligent penpal when I was in college and in my early years of marriage.
I miss letter-writing in general. I might write to my sisters and sisters-in-law who all live out of state, if I wasn't bogged down with writing for college. Maybe I should write to them anyway. I do owe Jenni a letter.
But the reason I'm writing this post is that while I was putting some letters in a binder, I came across a birthday card from a family member dated 1987. The card was still in the envelope so I pulled the card out to put in the binder. A five-dollar bill fell out. !!! For twenty-two-and-a-half years, that five dollar bill has been cooped up in the envelope in a storage box. How did I, as a college student at the time, miss that money? Did I not see it? I must have! The card was opened, so I did read it. Did I save it for something only to forget about it? Good thing I didn't throw it out!
So what shall I do with my new-found, old riches?
When I spend it, I'm totally going to spend it as a 20-year-old, because that's the birthday it was for.
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Sorry I've been missing in action lately. It's been too too busy around here keeping up with these kids being home ALL DAY LONG FOR 3 MONTHS. I thought I'd actually have MORE time to blog. Who was I kidding?!?