I got my second Christmas card today. It’s the 17th of December and I should have a mantle full of them by now. Each year they diminish in number, along with those fascinating Christmas “letters” that keep me up to date on who went where, who graduated, and whose grand niece had twins. I’m wondering if it’s the price of postage, or could it be that everyone has a blog and instead has been writing the Christmas letter all year. Facebook aside, because I don’t have a Facebook account, I think by this time of year, I’m well-versed on everyone’s life, and everyone is well-versed on mine. Well, almost everyone.
But personally I miss those letters. I like the holiday stationery they are printed on, and I enjoy the pictures of the kids. Some of my grandparent friends don’t like putting their grandchildren’s photos online, and I don’t blame them, so they regularly include snaps of themselves with the children. To be honest, and I’m letting the cat out of the bag here, I don’t keep those photos forever.
The Christmas letter I got today hit a new low. It was from an old friend who “doesn’t use the Internet.” I’ve spoken with her several times this year and knew everything in the letter, except the part about re-doing the drywall in the garage. Now that’s digging for something to write about. Kind of like this post.
So am I going to write a Christmas Letter Blog about my year? No. Everything interesting about me has already been written and can be found in “Chronicles of Patsye.” Actually I’ve never written a Christmas letter with my cards, and have chosen instead to just pick up the phone.
I see the day when there will be no Christmas cards at all. I might even see the day of no postal service. That would be a shame because I have several friends my age who don’t “use the Internet.”