Rummaging Through The Memories

It must be spring…
I was seized with the need to tidy some boxes through the week, and spent time wading through my life’s collection of cards, letters and other memorabilia.

I hadn’t thought it would take so long – just flip through to see what I had, then pack it away again.
Then I started reading…

What’s that thing about “sparking joy“? I don’t really follow the philosophy (I’m not that organised!) but reading through the musings of friends old and new was – joyous. I smiled over memories, and sometimes laughed out loud. Some people were in my life for a short period of time, some longer, or are still here. Some people are sadly no longer with us, leaving joy tinged with sadness. Everything I read came with senses added – not just the writers’ words but their faces, mannerisms, sense of humour and individual eccentricities.
I’m not sure when I last wrote a paper letter to send through the mail. I don’t know that I get as much enjoyment from an email, although they are more convenient, and a lot faster. You can’t really touch an email…
I have cards from early birthdays. Letters from school friends. Bits of paper (“letters”) from my boys when they were tiny. The oldest letter I have is one from my Dad, sent while he was working away from home for a bit. I was 10, and I’m sure I was excited to get a letter all my own! It starts “Hello, little sweetheart, how are you? I hope you’ve been behaving yourself.” 🙂
I felt like I was looking at little snapshots, not just of my life, but my world in general.
Overall, it’s been a good life so far.
I’ve got the documents (and memories) to prove it!