Earlier this week I tackled the annual task of formatting mailing labels for our Christmas cards. Each year I relearn the steps while repeating the multiple errors I conquered in the past. In years past, I could have hand-addressed the envelopes in the same amount of time. Arthritis renders me incapable of writing my name legibly, never mind addressing stacks of envelopes for our 80+ nearest and dearest.
I used to include a personal note on each mass printed letter. My letter now fits on the back of our card courtesy of Shutterfly. Personal notes will be included on a very few if any. Many locals will receive egreetings.
I observe this Christmas greetings downsizing among my friends and family. Our news is succinct. (If you want to know about my life, follow my blogs. 😊 ) But with each label affixed, I offer a prayer of thanksgiving, for the history and friendship, the memories of those I love. Eighty plus cards, but how many hundreds or thousands of relationships have faded through death or neglect? Although I realize that no one can maintain a relationship with thousands, or hundreds, of people, I feel a loss when I think of them. And whenever they return to my thoughts, I am grateful for their presence in my life.
I meant for this to reflect on technology compensating for the disability growing in my hands. Another prayer of thanksgiving: for the technology that assures that I can stay connected with those I love, no matter the condition of my body.
