Wednesday, February 25, 2015


Letter to Mom

Mom – I was laying in bed enjoying the early morning sunshine on my legs and thinking about you and the magic of media and I’ve got the feeling that this letter will get thru to you.  When we lived in different states, I ALWAYS wrote at least once a week, even just a postcard, to let you know we were OK.  That was back when stamps cost three cents and we wouldn’t have dreamed of calling, we only used long distance phone for bad news or maybe really great news. 
Your picture is on the wall, right over my computer, and well, I just gotta tell you about what all is happening now and I think my letter will get thru to you.  Do you remember when I first got a computer?  I didn’t want to give up my typewriter.  And I durned sure didn’t want to bother about learning something new.  I had just retired, had books in my head to write, my wonderful IBM was so much better than the old manual portable Remington that I had used for years, leave me alone. 
When the big monster Epson machine with two slots for floppies appeared on my desk I wrote you my first letter on it.  I said, “Mom, don’t mind the mistakes, these keys are so much lighter to touch and I don’t know how to erase yet.”  Those were ftp days, before html and www.  Go back to the late 1980s, not even thirty years ago. 
It had to be magic.  I could send letters to my sister and brothers without buying stamps.  The family kept in touch so much better.  Now my computer has shrunk so small it can be hidden underneath a file folder.  And now these carry around telephones have cheap minutes.  And I just have to tell you what I did yesterday. 
Would you believe – I held my little phone in my hand and sent a picture to everyone.  With my telephone!  It’s called a cell phone.  Now this is really magic. 
Our great grand kids don’t  have the amazement that I do because they take all this new mystical stuff for granted. My son took away my IBM. My grandson insists that sending a picture thru space doesn’t need a miracle.  And my great grandchildren believe that what appears as voo-dooism to me is part of life. 

Well, here’s one for them.  Mom, last Sunday several of our “senior ciizens” went over to the Japanese Festival.  A friend took a picture of me and sent it thru space to me.  And I’m passing it on to you.  I know you would want to see it and somehow, with all these miracles I can’t believe, there has to be a way to send you my picture.
It always makes me happy when a penny appears in unexpected places and I know it is from you and you are being my guardian angel.   I  love you, Mom.  All is well here. sending lots of hugs and kisses, xoxoxoxo,  Mariam

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