I don't know about you guys but if someone gives me a card, letter, note, picture, I just can't throw it away. I have three special boxes that house notes from my mom, my dad, friends, boyfriends, girlfriends, co-workers and more. I don't get to look at them often but when I am feeling down or just want to reminisce, I pull one of the boxes out and read them. They bring back so many memories.
The notes that probably stands out more than others are the ones from my Grandmother and they aren't even for me, they are for my children. My Grandparents are in their mid 90's and while I don't get to see them much, I know just how lucky I am to have them in my life at the age of 43. The notes were address to my children and come sporadically but they always talk about my love for them and stories about my mother, their daughter, my children's grandmother who died when I was 12. I love hearing the stories and knowing that they are coming from my mother's mother makes them that much more special.
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