For a thousand years in your sight are but as yesterday when it is past*
by chuckofish
Last weekend, while attempting to impose order on all my family “memorabilia”, I found a few wonderful cards that my DP sent me over the years, and I thought I would share a couple of them to brighten your Friday.
Way back in October 1985 she sent me this postcard after the Cardinals lost the World Series. Tongue firmly planted in cheek (at least I hope so), she wrote, “Although we can both relate to this all too well, we must be strong in the face of the home team’s total disgrace. Hang in there! Yours in despair, CRC.”
I don’t recall the team’s ‘disgrace’ or really being THAT upset about the loss, but I must say that the cartoon nailed my relationship with candy. That’s exactly what happens to me whenever I’m anywhere near sweets. No matter how hard I try to resist the siren call is simply too strong. My sister sure knows me well.
Here’s an undated birthday card she sent to me or Tim (for some reason, I think it was the latter). I think it’s perfect.
Hmm…maybe I should look more carefully at some of our family photos. Who knows what might materialize in the background…
Finally, back in 2004 she sent me this birthday card:
How perfect is that? Do you keep your cards and letters? They don’t take up much room, and it’s fun to go through them from time to time. I seem to know a lot of people with a compulsion to throw things away, and even I encourage my sons to ‘curate’ their stuff (so far I’m failing miserably in that regard). I am aware that we can’t keep everything but living in the moment does not mean we have to obliterate the past. As I’ve mentioned before, looking back through old letters makes me feel happy and loved. It gets me out of my “the world is going to hell in a handbasket” funk and reminds me of how blessed I am. Try it. You might even find Mr. Barky.
One last thing… a few days ago, I got the urge to bake a cake. Since there are only two of us, I could hardly justify a full size cake, so I made a small 6″ one. It’s a cinnamon cake with cinnamon and pecan frosting — perfect with a cup of coffee for breakfast! I used this recipe but left off the apple, added pecans, and did not cut it into two layers.
Eat cake this weekend!
*Psalm 90:4.
dual personalities 
Those cards are great, if I don’t say so myself! (The cake looks good too!)
I love hanging on to cards (and my mother definitely sends great ones!). I’m sad when I think about all the times I’ve probably sent cards to that don’t get saved for even a couple of weeks. My friend joked that her husband practically reads cards over the trash can so as to throw them away IMMEDIATELY!
Old letters and cards make me feel loved, too. 🙂 I still have all from both my grandmothers and my mother. Treasures, indeed!
I recently found a bunch of letters and cards while doing a much-needed tidy. Some of them were an extreme delight to discover and nearly all went right back where I found them.
I almost never throw cards away. I should probably *organize* the various drawers and boxes, but I’m glad to have them! Also, I think you’re right about the Mr. Barky card being for Tim.
That cake looks delicious!