One of these days, thesaurus.com and I are going to run out of different words to use in the salutation of my letters.
Today I write a letter to home about letters I get from home. As I have mentioned in previous entries, I am an old fashioned letter writer. Back around the time I graduated high school I had a job scooping ice cream and I made a friend there, May. From that time on, even though we always lived in the same town, our main form of communication has been writing letters.
One year for my birthday, my gift was something in the mail on the 12th of every month for a year. And it was nice to know at least once a month I would have a real handwritten piece of mail. A few years ago I decided to return this gift to her on the 23rd of the month for a year and when the year was up we decided it would just be our tradition. She writes to me on the 12th, I write to her on the 23rd. Of course as noteworthy news arises there are more letters than just once a month. And before I moved we did actually get together from time to time, our friendship doesn't solely revolve around the mail.
Since moving, the letters of course have continued and it is a treat to open my mailbox and find them. On the 23rd of April, May celebrated her 80th birthday. Although I wasn't there to celebrate with her, she got a letter and a birthday card on the 23rd. I suppose we are unlikely friends given the age difference, but I have to say she has always been a friend and not a motherly or grandmotherly figure. She has supported me through whatever life has thrown my way and I have returned that kindness whenever I could.
(Funny, while I was writing this I received a call from May to tell me about the latest news that couldn't wait to be written and mailed).
Things here are about the same. The job search continues as does the frustration at the lack of response. I believe I will find a job, it just takes patience and persistence. Jak and I continue to walk on the beach in the evenings. We've made some friends to walk with which has been nice. Jak has been more comfortable this week after his late night dog food binges were discontinued. He did seem hungrier than usual the first few days without them.
I'm sending positive thoughts to those dealing with the tornado devastation in Oklahoma today
. As Mister Rogers' mom told him during times of disaster, "Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping." Good advice.
Until next time...
Peace & Love,
Hope
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