I know....thank you notes seem to have gone by the way of dinosaurs, but I still try to say thanks for all the things people do for me and things they give to me. I had a long list of notes to write from the holidays, and diligently worked on them. My goal was to have every single one done before we took off on vacation. (Actually, they should have been done MUCH sooner, but I dragged my heels.)
Wednesday morning, around 5:44 I finished the last note. It was really the one I most wanted to send, and it was going to take days to write, because I had so many things for which I needed to say thanks. I finally gave in, and typed it at the computer. I folded the thank you letter, and enclosed it in a Valentine's Day card, and was trying to insert the card into the envelope, when the limousine arrived to take us to the airport. That card was NOT going to go into the envelope. I kept working at it, even though I could hear the guys talking in the foyer. Elegante Mother was standing in the doorway, watching me, and finally she said...."Let me do it." I put the entire thing in her hands and trusted her to mail it for me. I figured if I kept forcing it, I was going to tear the envelope, and then we'd never get to the airport!
I was talking with my sister this week, and apologized for having sent a typed note. I know that she treasures those notes that I take the time to write. Those notes are few and far between these days. My handwriting is getting almost illegible.
Do you struggle to let people know how much you appreciate all they do for you? I find myself writing letters in my head that never get onto paper. Perhaps I need to drop everything when one of those notes starts writing itself, and get it written. Maybe I need to find a pen that will write under water, so I can do them in the shower. Or....perhaps I need to resurrect my tape recorder, so I can dictate notes when I'm in the car. (I know you'll all be thrilled to have me driving and dictating at the same time! lol) Another favorite time to mentally create notes is when my hands are in hot, soapy water, or when I'm working at the sewing machine. Doesn't this happen to you, too?
If you've been the recipient of a late thank-you note from me, please be assured that I really do care. I guess you could say the spirit it willing, but the body is overloaded (in more ways than one.) Thank you, thank you, thank you all, for the lovely things you've given to me, and the things you have done. I'm very grateful!