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Topic: Christmas Cards (11/06/08)
- TITLE: The Letter
By Marita Thelander
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On her way to the laundry room she saw the drug store bag on the coffee table with the Christmas cards she had ordered last week. She grabbed the bag and went to organize the photo cards to be stuffed into envelopes when she finished the letter.
“What was I going to do?” Linda voiced out loud to the empty house. “Oh yeah, laundry.”
She quickly headed to the task before she forgot again. As she passed the bathroom she noticed that the sink area had been left in disarray by her teenagers. She quickly tidied up the counter, put the lid back on the toothpaste, and cleaned the spit out of the sink.
Proud that she remembered the laundry task, she finally turned on the machine and stuffed in a load of jeans.
Back at the table she tried to get her middle-aged, menopausal, ADD brain to focus. “Think, Linda, think,” she encouraged herself.
Eventually words began to appear on the screen.
I hope this letter finds our family and friends well and enjoying the birth of our Savior.
“Well, that’s a nice generic beginning,” Linda voiced with satisfaction.
She glanced at the photo card and had flashbacks to the day they took the family picture. Ken posed the family in front of the fireplace and set the digital camera on a stack of books on the coffee table to get it just right. He pushed the timer button and hurried to get in his spot.
Jonathan and Jessica were clearly bored with the whole process. After ninety-nine attempts, okay maybe not that many, the whole family finally managed a decent smile so they could be done with the dreaded event.
Linda sat the card back on the pile and sighed. “Where was I?”
It has been a busy year. Jonathan is now a junior in high school and Jessica, a freshman. Last spring, Jonathan made the varsity baseball team at school. The team did well and even made it to state play-offs.
“Of course his position had been bench-warmer most the season and his teammates tortured him by calling him Jonny Bench. Guess I’ll leave out that tidbit of info.”
Jessica loves high school. She has matured so much, and is turning into a beautiful young woman right before our eyes. Oh, where did our little girl go?
Linda paused as she remembered Ken’s rage when he found Jessica and one of her many beaus in a rather heated moment on the sofa in the middle of the night. An involuntary shudder brought Linda back to the task at hand.
Ken keeps himself busy with work and as a volunteer medic and ambulance driver. I’m not even sure he sleeps at night. (haha)
Especially now that he needs to worry about Jessica. When was the last time we had a heated moment?
I have enjoyed being involved in church, gardening, volunteering at the nursing home, and taking care of my family.
Linda glanced at the calendar and realized she hadn’t been to church in five Sundays. Her garden rotted in the ground, she never got around to putting things up for winter, and the last time she visited the nursing home must have been last spring.
With a heavy heart, Linda finished her letter.
I guess that’s about all the news from the Harris household. May the love of Christ fill your homes this blessed Holiday Season.
All our love, Ken, Linda, Jonathan, and Jessica.
Linda clicked to print the letter and stood to stretch. She actually remembered to switch loads of laundry. She wandered into the kitchen aimlessly, not hungry, but in need of something to soothe and reward herself for her accomplishments of the day.
“Ahh, the fudge that Sister Gunther dropped off yesterday.”
Linda sat on the sofa engrossed in her reward as well as her thoughts. How sweet of her to stop and see if we were okay. I assured her we were fine, just busy. Ugh. Who am I kidding? We are far from fine.
The printer finished and Linda retrieved the finished product. After she read it again, she slowly fed the letters through the shredder.
“Oh, God, Help us.” Linda laid her head on the desk and wept.
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