Tuesday, June 02, 2009

Bright spots

Do you remember when you were 10? I do. I remember struggling to think of something to say in letters to my two grandmothers who lived in the same town. It was so much work that I would write one and copy the same words in the other, usually starting out with, "Hi- How are you?-I'm fine. " Little did I know they would talk and chuckle together over the sameness of their notes from me. In hindsight I'm happy I could at least provide a little enjoyment for them. So, now I'm enjoying my own little chuckle from my 10 year old niece who is thanking me for going to her grandparents day at school:

Thanks for coming to grandpersons day I couldn't find any one else. Mom work Dad
working Papa wouldn't like it very much. Other grandparents Florida Aunts and uncles working exept you! Love Ella J

Oh, the innocence of youth searching for words.

2 comments:

Barbara Strobel Lardon said...

Oh to be young like that again.
How cute was that letter. Be sure to save it to show her someday.

Stacy said...

That is just adorable! Your description of agonizing over what to say at that age (and what you did write) brought me instantly back to that time. What a joy! Thank you for the memory.