Honestly everyday it is a little bit of a struggle to remember what is good in this world, to stay positive and to count my blessings. I have long thought that I just cannot figure this world out and because I have tried so much that it means I cannot come to an answer other than I am just not meant for it. That is not dramatic it is just a thought that I think and that I cannot shake. It should not be so hard. I am not saying it should be easy or I expect it to be easy but I am just a bit tired of it all.
Anyway I have this damned specter that always shadows me and last night when I got home I saw this letter taped to the post boxes. It was a letter from my niece that always writes to me me. I should take a picture of the stack of letters that I have from her. I really do cherish them as I know it is difficult to express herself in other ways so I am glad she can write to me in order to express herself. The letter must have gotten put into someone else's box in error but she addresses them simply as "Uncle Scott" so I assume they did not know where it belong and so they just taped it to the outside of the boxes. I love that she addresses all her letters like that. I love knowing that they travel all the way from the east coast to the west coast just bearing the name "Uncle Scott" and that they still get delivered to me. It makes me feel special, like there is only one so it is no problem to travel 2,500 miles addressed like that since everyone knows who it is meant for. I always love getting her letters but seeing it taped up there like that , it really made my day.
Of course I took a picture of it and I was going to upload it to this post but upon second thought decided not to as it contains her full name and our addresses. I do have the picture though and saved it. I think it would be a good idea to get it printed and put it on my fridge as I enjoy it so. I am going to do that.
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