The letter I cannot send? When I went to the post office to renew the PO box the clerk behind the desk asked “what is this The letter I Cannot Send?”  I told her for all those letters you write, but just can’t send to the person it is intended for- letter Therapy. She smiled and said “I know I have a few.”

When I left the post office I thought she probably thought why would you send a letter to the post office if you couldn’t  send it? It is being sent!  I just get a little giggle it is strange but it works for me.

Have a great day and God’s Blessings, Candy

Dear Cell Phone User,
I do not go into a Ladies Room in order to hear conversations in the stall next to me. I especially do not care to hear someone arguing on their cell phone with their significant other about their love life. Please remember when you are on your break at work to go out to your car to use your phone and argue with the person you call. Public restrooms are not private break rooms. Plus, you may need to know that the stalls are not sound proof. I made a point to flush the toilet 4x before I left so you would understand this. (This is act is also disgusting. Do you know how many germs are in there? Hopefully you wash your hands and clean your phone.)
Angie
Costco Member

82 years her life was full and fun.

Elsie is a wife and has two sons.

lying and waiting for life finally done.

Today, she is home with the heavenly one!

I have been trying to find the right words. I think the only time you can call is when you need something. You always start off “Need a favor” I had forgotten how inconsiderate you have been over the years and with the current developments, it all came flooding back. When you moved back into town you only knew us when you needed something and it is that way again. I think you are so selfish and only think about yourself and I am not going to take it any more. I said “I am done with her!” then after a few days, I got thinking what if God said He was done with you (me)?
I am trying but you make it so hard and it may take time to heal these wounds on my heart!

I just realized my life has been in your shadow. Trying to be who you are, because in others eyes you are perfect. I feel I am a square cookie cutter trying to make a round cookie perfect and flawless like you. You sing beautiful songs and always get praise. How I have watched and admired you wishing I could be you but when the light shines on you, I am the shadow lying on the ground moving along with you, faceless and quiet. Others step on me and don’t notice because I am just a shadow of you.

Sister’s Shadow

Dear Guys of Today,

When I see you I think back to the clowns I used to see at the circus. I want to pull up your pants and hand you a belt to put on. I hate to be the one to tell you this, but you look ridiculous. I am tired of looking at your underwear! When I see your droopy drawers I think of poopie pants, pull up your pants.  Just imagine all the work you could get done if you had two free hands and you won’t have to walk with your legs so far apart to keep your pants up. So try pulling up your pants, tuck in your shirt and put on a belt!

Signed: Tired of droopy drawers

Dear Children,
I love you so much and wanted to give you a few helpful hints;
The hamper lids do lift up and clothes go in them, not on top or in front of. I also wanted to thank you for kindly folding clothes and matching socks before you throw them in the dirty clothes, it’s almost like they were never worn!
The big machine next to the sink is a dishwasher and when you put dishes in it and turn it on the dishes get cleaned, but only when the dishes are in it. Dishes left on counters, dressers and end tables don’t clean them self.
Love, Mom

Dearest Driver behind me,
I was going the speed limit and didn’t appreciate you following me so closely. I can’t help it was a do not pass section of road and when I turned off I hope you felt better with your gesture and the blaring your horn. I said a prayer that the Lord would give you patience, whenever I pray for patience I have things in my life that test my patience.
I’ll pray for you all week that the Lord is in the driver seat of your life!
Yours truly,
The driver in front of you

Dear Patrick,
It has been years since I’ve heard your laugh. Now I know under that big smile was a very sad man. I wish I could have told you how special you were to all of us. Your children have grown so much and you are a grandpa x 3, I think you would have laugh and say I beat you, I’m a grandparent first. I am sorry you felt you couldn’t come to us and tell us what you were thinking but, thank you for the note.
Miss you and love you, your sister