A funny thing happened on the way to Mary Potter Hospice today. I went to the mailbox and there , among the usual bills and junk mail, was a pretty card with an illustration of irises on the front The back cover advised that it was part of the Hope Greeting Collection, made from recycled paper and gave the website www.habitat.org.
Inside was this sad plea, and because it was so sad, I will reproduce it exactly word for word as it was written :
“Judith my dear –
I heard of this poor soul who hasn’t
heard from her sisters for almost three
It breaks your heart.
Now, what would you do in the face of such a plea? Send an email; make a phone call or send a response through snail mail?
I hate to think of this poor soul on the other side of the world (well as Christine lives in California I have to assume that she lives on the other side of the world too) waiting, hoping for a response.
So I immediately sent the following back to Christine via email :
Thank you for your card.
Your generous heart knows no bounds.
How lucky is that woman to have met you.
Can she now count you as a friend?
Please tell her that your sisters are both alive and
well, albeit in far flung places, and offer us to her as
surrogate sisters who will keep in touch with her regularly.
Of course, we have been in touch since she posted this card several days ago.
- All hail to snail mail. Gratitude Experiment: Day 61 (lifeonwry.com)
- Family and Friends (gillianbrazier.wordpress.com)