A Looooooong Time Ago … 1933
I was looking for something else today when I came across this and it brought back so many poignant memories. Evidently this letter was sent to my sister Nancy in response to one she had written to our mother who was still in the hospital after having given birth to me. (In those days it was the norm to stay up to a week in the hospital after delivery … I believe the term for that was “birth confinement”.)
Here’s another part of the letter …
I was the last to be born … the youngest of 5 girls and we all managed to live long and fruitful lives until this past year. Now we are down to three and it makes me humble to realize that I am the only one still “mobile”.
As I turn to the ripe old age of 80 I give thanks for a fairly alert mind and a relatively healthy body … but it still begs the question:
…HOW DID IT GET HERE SO FAST ???
posted by Ginnie at 2:47 PM
11 Comments:
Ginnie, you are the best looking 80 year old I know and you get around great! I hope you will have many more years - and that we can get together again before too long.
If today or soon is your birthday, I wish you a happy one. If not, I wish you a happy day.
And I love the drawing and the letter - what a lovely keepsake!
What a lovely gift, to be able to draw and illuminate even modest letters with wee drawing. Your posting reminds be of how we have lost the art of letter writing. I wonder is they still teach children the correct form of a letter, a business letter, post cards, reports etc. We may not see in the future the published collected letters of great and interesting people. So much correspondence is only momentary and not saved. I trust you have all your blog on a thumb drive for your grandchildren and great grand children. So much of it is a family history.
Time has moved along quickly for me and gained speed the older I get. There is a large gap in my life that is full of pain, that my memory often jumps over. I was depressed for about 20 years over the loss of my marriage. When I was in them those years went by painfully slow. The philosopher in me what to wonder if time is objectively real or just a subjective reality.
What a treasure! I often wonder how many beautiful pictures and words are lost now with e-communications. The feelings in that card could not be communicated electronically and would not have been preserved for your children and grandchildren.
I'd recognize you anywhere! Well, maybe not! But how true, we miss so much by using email and no snail mail... yet, if it were not for email, I would have never gotten to know you. So, the good with the bad... as usual. I can't imagine spending the time today I used to spend writing letters and "illustrating" them with little sketches of this and that. But it was fun. How wonderful you have those letters.
Ginnie, we will both be celebrating birthdays in the coming month of Feb. mine is on the 3rd and I will be one year closed to Medicare and the same age as celebrated by Paul McCartney in song. Happy almost #80 to you. The drawings by your mother were charming and to be treasured. I still enjoy sending cards and notes the old fashioned way by writing them...send me your home address and I will mail you a greeting by post.
Oh yes time does fly doesn't it? So you were a sweet little baby? That doesn't surprise me. I love that your mother wrote and drew pictures of you Ginnie. That really is a precious memento! Love Di ♥
In anticipation of less than a month hence, HAPPY BIRTHDAY.
I don't know if I realized this before, but your February 15 birthday is near mine of February 13...not the same year though.
I do love the artistic announcement--and what a keepsake it is. It seems you must have inherited your mother's talent.
How neat. I wish I had such mementos. Wonderful memory triggers of happier days...:)
I don't know either Ginnie. I am thinking it was just yesterday that I was in my 20's and had gotten married. I want to slow it all down. So glad that you have the momentos from your mother. So precious.
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