Paper cuts
Some time ago I wrote about saving emails. Once in a while I will check on the kids’ soccer schedule or my parents’ passport numbers, but other than that I never go back to them. I know people keep friendships by email, and relationships that only move from the Inbox to a special folder or the trash. I wonder how many save their messages and whether they read them later.
People change, but rarely at the same time, and then the balance is gone. Words that once brightened you day now bring you down. Each email a little paper cut. Small, but surprisingly painful. So tiny you forget it’s there until something makes it sting causing you to jump a bit with pain. Thousands of paper cuts make it hard to keep them protected, and even if you managed to cover them all, a sudden movement could reopen a recently healed wound. You’d have to stay still for a long time in order to cure them completely, an impossible feat if you’re alive.
Today, reading those emails again would be like tuning into your favorite country music station for an ego boost, but maybe, when I’m old and famous, I’ll use them to write my memoirs.
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So my dear friend, remember what we talked about? Try to use my advice and listen. It makes the “paper cuts” heal faster. Love you a ton and want to protect you.
So my dear friend, remember what we talked about? Try to use my advice and listen. It makes the “paper cuts” heal faster. Love you a ton and want to protect you.
Ufff…
Love you too! I can’t believe how short your visit was… I hope you get your little butts back to Boise soon.
Ufff…
Love you too! I can’t believe how short your visit was… I hope you get your little butts back to Boise soon.
My distant cousin, President Theodore Roosevelt, had his mother and young first wife die on the same day, his mother from typhoid fever and his wife in childbirth. These are pages from his personal diary (#3,4,5).
http://lcweb2.loc.gov/ammem/trhtml/trdiary3.html
After these entries he never spoke of his wife in public again.
My distant cousin, President Theodore Roosevelt, had his mother and young first wife die on the same day, his mother from typhoid fever and his wife in childbirth. These are pages from his personal diary (#3,4,5).
http://lcweb2.loc.gov/ammem/trhtml/trdiary3.html
After these entries he never spoke of his wife in public again.
Wow, very interesting, thanks for sharing, Steve.
Wow, very interesting, thanks for sharing, Steve.