Old letters and memories

My storage areas are in dire need of purging, tossing what needs to go, keeping the necessary, or at least what seems important. I started in the basement cabinets behind the bar. It was fairly easy until I came to the pictures and letters. I sat in a pile of stuff reading letters that my mom kept, some from me and my kids, some from her and my dad. It was fascinating reading about life events from 20 years ago, details long forgotten. Most of these letters were written in 1993 after we moved to Garden City from Baton Rouge. It was heartbreaking to leave my parents and I went through the heart ache all over again with the letters. I wrote so many letters during that time. They stopped once we got a computer and started using email. Kind of sad, that. My mother loved hand written letters from loved ones and spent a lot of her time writing to relations and friends. She was so great about keeping in touch with friends from much earlier years. I tend to live in the moment. It's not that I don't cherish old friends, well, perhaps I don't cherish them as I should. I found one letter from 1979, where I complained about not being able to find the time to sit down and write a letter because of chasing a toddler about and cleaning up, etc. etc. I'm glad I finally did. That's the great thing about these blogs. You young mothers, when you are grandmothers, will find your earlier musings to be most interesting. Maybe not as interesting as finding a folded letter stuck in an envelope in your own handwriting, but still very good.