Day 30: I Write Letters

My mom gave me a box. That box was filled with blank stationary and ribbons. She told me about writing letters. Letters to the boys, Matt, Dad, friends. So, I started writing letters. In that box 6+ years later are several bundles. Bundles that are to be passed on to different people when I die. Each bundle represents a person that has touched my life in a profound way. The letters are a way to express thanks, a chronology of life's beginning to present day, deep regrets, and words unsaid. When I write a letter my relationship with the adressee is not always on the "up and up." The letter helps me focus on the positives, the qualities that make me love the person. The qualities that keep me involved. Sometimes I pass the letter on and sometimes I save it. There is no better gift than the gift of writing.

I carry notebooks of many sizes with me. One small notebook in my purse right now is filled with my to do lists, interesting quotes from school meetings, ideas for "30 Days" and my grocery list. I carry a larger notebook in my school bag to write letters. I wrote 3 today. 1 went to an old student that made a horrible choice. That choice had massive consequences. 1 went to Toby's bundle and the other I gave to my husband.

I also write to myself. This is what I wrote to myself 6 years ago, hours before I lost a person who moved me to  take a chance and make a choice that changed my life.

So there you have it, the final day in my 30 Days of Wellness.  I've written nothing profound.  Nothing that many of you have not heard. Nothing that many of you haven't thought before.  But I let you into my life, you know more about me than you ever expected to know.  In some ways WAY TOO MUCH. Many of you made connections to my experiences and journey.  Many of you maybe made one little change which has led to other little changes.  Many of you have started taking time to put yourself first.  That was my goal in starting day 1.   I won't be posting daily, but I will still post... I need sleep people- and Toby just pulled up a mini folding chair, stood on top and hit me on the shoulder to say, "Hey, look what I can do!"   When did he learn that?  Gah!