Letters

 

I was going through some boxes and found an envelope full of letters I wrote home to my parents.
They kept them all and reading them, I saw just how much I forgot about my life living abroad.
Letters really are more personal and like a diary of your life.
They are not deleted like what I do with emails today.
I look at my nice handwriting and I know I must have a load of letters they wrote me as well somewhere.
My Mother was always critical of my hand writing until one day I told her that my handwriting was better than hers. lol She said no cause it was more fancy with squiggles . I told her squiggles is what makes it more fun to write and personal. By my squiggles, you will always know who wrote the letter.
I also knew who opened the envelope, by the way it was opened.lol

Anyway they never wrote as much as I did.
They didn't have as much to write except about their garden.
or to be asking when we would come back home.

Today's generation with technology, will be a lost, forgotten generation. It will be a generation which didn't exist
except in cyber space somewhere where no one will know them or find them.
They leave nothing behind that can't be erased with a computer virus.
Millions and millions of memories, gone in a wink.
When I look up my name, I find tons of people with the same name.
Can you imagine how confusion can result?
I can take on the life of anyone carrying my name, anywhere in the world where they live.
With computer savy, it's so easy to do .
Life wasn't like this before. We never knew other people, with the same name existed. lol
I know life becomes irrelevant, because my old computers crashed three times before we got one secure enough to withstand the evil which tries to get in to destroy it, just for fun or because it can.

You can't feel the paper and the aura of the person who sat and wrote these letters either.
You can't look at the postage stamps the paper you wrote on, state of mind you were in.
It's just not there in emails or texts.

I can feel my parents , having nothing to do in winter, picking them up and rereading them and
 discussing their daughter while looking at the pics which accompanied the letters.
I can't believe those days are over.
I can't believe we are getting old and the new generation, has no idea about what kind of life
their parents led.
No letters, no roots, no memories.
Sometimes reading these letters you see how faulty your memory is and how things really transpired during this time.
Like for example, I had this Pekanese a Chinese lady gave us.
 Her name was Pinky.
Lovingly I called her pinky stinky and she'd look at me with these huge brown eyes.
She was a doll face.
During the Hungry Ghost festival, I had dreams about saving people, for 4 days.
When I'd wake up, I would realize that these people were dead and couldn't be saved.
Then someone stole my dog and I was very upset.
One Chinese man came and told me not to cry because something bad was coming to my household
and the dog took it away.
I don't remember this story but through the letters I wrote my Mother,
I now know more than I remembered.
Astonishing !
xoxoxoxoxoxo