I’ve never been good at writing thank you letters. Although I’ve done them for as long as I can remember… because my Mom made me and then because I could hear her telling me to. I generally like the idea because so many people have been so generous to me and I know that I really enjoy receiving snail mail (but never do). They’re not really that hard to write and the thought really means something to so many people.

I happen to be fairly late at writing thank you letters this year.  It is especially sad for me right now that I am suddenly writing half as many letters as I have always written.  Who knew that this practice that I always dreaded would make me sad because I have two less of them to write.  I’ve been so lucky for so long.  I know what the future brings, but it won’t make it any easier to accept.