I opened the mailbox at the end of our driveway today and got a very, very pleasant suprise. No, not the Visa bill or Nordstrom bill, but a very simply addressed envelope to: Marc and Geralyn Laurie, Baldwin, North Dakota.
That's it. Nothing more. I opened it quickly when I saw the return address was to a gal I last saw 8 years ago in Oregon. Sunny used to cut my hair...and did a rockin' smokin' hot job of it for me all the time... and i also got to know her outside the salon as our kids were the same age and went to the same preschool. All I can say right now is that it was a great way to start off a new year by remember long lost friends.
Where else, but in rural North Dakota can a letter find you with just a name and town! Yet one more small, teensy-tiny good thing about living in a part of the world stuck in a "Leave it to Beaver" time warp!
There are scars, still. Even within the miracles.
3 months ago