As I read the letters, I couldn’t help but laugh at the fact that I am the same today as I was all those years ago. Several voiced in their letters qualities or lack of them that are my personality traits today. And I was overwhelmed with joy that I had been blessed with such good people in my life. They each had stories or an encouragement or accolades. They each took their precious time and sat down and wrote something to me, something I have cherished all these years.
There were letters from the Acteens group at church that I was leading; busy teenagers who wrote me the sweetest, most heartfelt letters that I cry over. Older women who have now gone on to be with God, women of substance who gave me moments of themselves. Women my age (older women now) who spent time reminiscing, blessing me, loving me. Women who acknowledged the positive things about me and laughed at the not-so-positive things. Good stuff there in that book.
I’m going to share some of them with you. Perhaps you will remember writing the letter, and it will bring back a good memory for you. Make you smile. Make you happy. As Dymisha said in her letter, “You know, if there has been one moment of happiness brought to her through this surprise party, or this letter… then I’m happy.”
(to be continued)