The old woman waits. She perches herself by the bay window and watches. She smiles when she sees the mailman finally trudge up to her door. She hears the mail flap open and THUD, the mail spills onto her open foyer. Her heart beats a bit faster as she pulls herself up to see what and who remembered her today. As she nears the pile, she recognizes her old friends, SEARS and JC PENNEYS. She smiles. It has been a while since she visited. She sighs, holds the letters close to her heart and returns to her chair, all the while smoothing the letters close to her. She smiles and falls asleep, contented. It was all she needed to feel needed and wanted once again....
Have you ever visited FB or Gmail in hopes that you will get some mail to warm your heart? Do you have to be contented by ads and public announcements for your social satisfaction?
But I can't, so I try to keep up the communication with family via email, Google +, Facebook and, yes, even messaging. At least I will know that I am doing my best now. That was not always the case and it makes me ever so sad, so I must learn to forgive myself. That's the easy part. The hard part is forgetting.