So this happened.
The daughter of my dad’s first roommate in Alaska found the eulogy her dad had written for mine. She shared it with my sister and me. The anecdotes were spot on and were clearly written by someone who knew my dad very, very well. But referenced in that eulogy was another name–and I know the granddaughter of that man. So I sent it to her, and she sent it on to her brother…
The ripple effect of writing!
The original writing, printed on a dot matrix printer, had been sitting in a drawer since 1988. Did the author keep it for himself? Did he think anyone would read it again or find meaning in it? Because when it made the rounds again, we were grateful for the glimpse into the past this writing gave us. “Such a gift,” the granddaughter said.
How might a note or card you send today start a swirl of connection and memories when it’s unearthed again? We have no way of knowing where our ripple will go!
Recent experiences with the written word have given me a jolt. As an artist who creates cards and note pads, I spend time with color, composition, and content to give others a reason to write. But personally? I need to step up to the page and send a sincere note more often because every day is a good day to send a card.