By: Samantha S. Daviss
I get made so much fun of for still carrying around my huge
paper day planner. But with no disrespect, that thing is my personal Bible. I
can’t live without it. I get teased for not keeping everything on my phone or
in my computer, but to that I always say my day planner can’t fall in the
toilet, the pool, or the washing machine.
I am a “paper trail” kind of girl. I love anything and
everything paper. I love to touch books, feel their pages, and smell the old in
their pages. I love to see my week of chores and activities laid out in front
of me with all of my different color highlights for each family member in my
day planner. And I love to send cards to friends for no reason at all. I used
to do it all the time, but now that I’m a bit busier with three monkeys, I have
fallen short; but nonetheless I love knowing that someone is on the other end
receiving a card from me just because…no bills, no reminders, no invitations,
just a card to say “I’m thinking about you”.
I think cards and letters are wonderful. It is something you
can hold on to forever. Texts can be deleted, voice mails lost, and emails
erased from this space in time. Where do they go? We will never know. Maybe
they are in “the cloud”, maybe they are just gone…who knows. But a piece of
paper will always be there.
That is why I have written letters to each of my boys, to
let them know just how I feel. To let them know that no matter where life takes
them, or takes me, I have no regrets never telling them how I feel about them,
how proud they make me each and every day, and it is tangible. It is something
they can always hold near and dear to their hearts. I have written letters of “good
bye”, in case God feels it is my time too early; I have written letters of
loving them and watching them grow; and I have written letters for when they
become grown men, husbands, and fathers themselves. It is a letter of love,
advice and encouragement.
Being able to hold something of someone you lost is so important.
I have a little plush Teddy Bear magnet on my dryer that I found when I lost my
mother in law. To most people it seems odd, but to me it is just a little piece
of her that I get to see and touch every single day. Because I know it was on
her dryer, and it was something she saw and touched every day, so it is just a
chance for me to stay connected to her.
But more importantly I still have cards from her that she
wrote to me. They are in a basket in my bathroom. In fact the very last card
she wrote me was just because…
She was watching my boys for me one afternoon, and I came
home to find this card on my counter, and it meant so much to me that I can
recite it verbatim.
“You
make me so proud every day to call you my daughter in law. I don’t know how you
manage to do what you do every single day (on your own when my son is gone). You
balance a house, three boys, a career, and everything else beautifully and with
a smile.”
So you see three years later I still have that card, and I
read it often. And it was just a simple $.99 card from the Dollar Store that
touched me for the rest of my life. It is one of my most prized possessions.
Not only because it was one of the last things I received from her, but because
she did it just because.
I will always be able to touch, feel and see her handwriting
in that card. That is something I couldn’t get from an email, or a text, or a
voice mail. I feel the love and staying power of tangible items is a priceless
gift that should never be forgotten.
Take the time to write that thank you note, or to send a
card just because, or stick a Post-it on someone’s windshield just because. I
promise you will affect them in ways deeper than you could every imagine.
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