I was taking pictures down in the guest room, rearranging for shutters to be hung. It is decorated with cowboy things, rodeo posters and western things acquired over the years. Four of those pictures were those cartoon cat pictures. As I was taking them down, I remembered they were note cards with notes my daughter had sent me while she was in college. What an incredible find. As I took them apart I found a part of my life I had lost.
The first card she told me where she had found them....at an art fair. They had reminded her of our crazy cats at the time. (We always imagined those silly cats had a secret “people like” thought process.) She said she had enjoyed the art fair and that this one of Miss Pearl and Shorty was her favorite.
In the second card she told me about the new phone she had gotten and some of the features it had. This was when we had just started using cell phones and none of them were “smart”. She thought the new phone would help her with her job. Plus, it had emergency features that included for $5.00 a month having her car unlocked at no charge....which back then was a pretty common occurrence.
On the third card she talked about a job she had gotten at the Fountainhead. She is a professional writer and this was one of her first writing jobs, so she was very excited about it. She thanked us for the new snow skis and said that all of her friends thought they were really pretty.
The last note was short. She was very busy but just wanted to say hi. She signed it, “I love you.” I had forgetten how special a short note can be, even if there is really nothing to say. I touched the ink, looked at her handwriting, and remembered a time when she wanted to be a part of our lives. I will treasure those notes....forever and always.
