To Say Thank You

I wrote a letter of thanks to my father’s widow. You might say - that’s my step-mother, and I would have to say - she never acted like it, so no. But I did receive a gift in the mail from her and as she wrote, the spirit of my dad. That’s kind of spooky, but okay. Any way I was thankful for the gift and I wanted to write her a thank you letter.

I guess the letter is longer than I intended - my writing teacher would probably interject here “what else is new” - not funny. I wasn’t pithy actually. I recapped for her and the spirit of my dad, our lives here, since neither showed much interest when he was alive. I hope she gets a glimpse of the experiences that they’ve missed, and not feel regret, but maybe reach out more to those they hold dear and should hold dear before it’s too late. She’s made a good start, and I can appreciate that very much.

Ciao Y’all