Saturday Ponderings

I’m trying to make up lists for the kids and for anyone who may be here after I get out of the hospital. Making a calendar of when garbage goes out, recycling, and daily chores that I do has been keeping me busy today. Then trying to make a list of phone numbers that keeps everyone in the loop, I’m exhausted!

But I started thinking about writing letters to my kids in case something goes awry. You know, I am not trying to be a pessimist in any way, but I’m more of a realist, I’m a just in case kinda girl….dot my I’s and cross my T’s…not that I’m expecting anything bad to happen, but hey, you never know…

Then I thought about my friends and how many of them have made such a big difference in my life. I want them all to know it. You know what I mean, know it deeply in their hearts. But then I think – am I being too dramatic? Silly? Ridiculous? And lately my hands don’t write as well as typing so is that too impersonal to type a note? And if I were to write these notes, would I mail them or just put them in the safe in case something does happen to me so that they’d be found at that time.

These are the things that keep me up at night. Do you think me silly for thinking this way?

I guess it’s how I’m trying to alleviate my stress levels. Tying it all up in a nice bow just in case and praying that it’s not needed. Because I want people to know how much they mean to me. And even though I think they know, I am one who likes to write it out, say it so it can be reread when/if needed. I have many old letters that I’ve kept from over the years that still feel very precious to me because they were written with love. Even old boyfriends’ letters remind of that period of time when we connected, when we were ‘in love’…even though we fell out of love afterwards.

Do you hold onto old letters? Would you think it strange if I wrote them?

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7 Responses to Saturday Ponderings

  1. LA says:

    I don’t hold onto letters, but I think it’s always nice to tell people how much they mean to you

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  2. Beth W. says:

    I absolutely keep special cards and letters. I still have the folded letters (passed in the hallway) from my high school boyfriend and cards from my first ex-husband. I also have some cards from my Grandma and from my Mom. I don’t think it is strange to write those letters letting people know that you care. πŸ™‚ Put the ones for the kids in the safe, and honestly, I would mail the other ones. Use the upcoming surgery as a reason to send them. I think we can never hear too much that we are loved. ❀


    • janieleeds says:

      Thank you Beth! I love how we are similar! I have high school notes that were passed in class as well! πŸ™‚ That’s so fun that you do too! I ended up deciding not to write the letters in order to make a show of faith to God/Universe that I will not need them. I pray I wasn’t wrong…”we can never hear too much that we are loved” is so true, I may write to the kids now anyway. Thank you! πŸ₯°


  3. hbsuefred says:

    I think everybody’s different. Personally, I used to get on Mom’s case for all the old greeting cards she kept. IDK if she ever looked at them or not. I doubt it but I know part of my thinking on her being a “hoarder” was that I am pretty much the opposite. For me, it’s the experiences that linger in the heart and mind and I guess I’m going on the assumption it’s the same for my friends and family, that they know I love them because I make a point of saying it nearly every time we part.


    • janieleeds says:

      That’s awesome that you make sure you say it because it’s so important! Occasionally I will look over old cards. I have a few from my parents who are dead and seeing their handwriting and the words that they love me makes it even more special. No matter how we remember it, I think the special part is that we do! Remember to say and to remember that we heard it!


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