This post has made me think. I never cross out. It feels so brutal somehow. I have an ancient address book held together with an elastic band. If someone has died I write 'died'. I can't bring myself to start a new book as it will not have many addresses!! My Christmas list is copied out every year with a new date and those missing, I don't write on it. However I keep all previous lists in a folder that I never look at!! How crazy is that?
Like vinasol I donate to charity instead of most cards though still send a few, usually to elderly relatives, adding a short message. My Christmas list is now divided into 'cards', 'Messages' on messenger (short update added) and emails usually with a long attached letter. The basic letter has the annual family news update with photos but each one is personalised with comments related to that person's family or responses to what they have written to me. It takes hours but these are very special people to me that I never see. I have kept all their letters from the past (in a folder of course!) and saved their (and my) emails and messages on the computer in latter years. I also keep the last card sent by elderly relatives and friends till the next year and then change them each year so I don't have a massive pile but this way I at least have my parents' last written words to me.
Now thinking about 'Will I still be here?' I already have a list of insurances, ISA's, bank and card numbers and passwords for my children, in the event of my death but I think I'd better add my Christmas list with names and contact numbers too!
Writing all this down I'm beginning to wonder about myself!! Any psychologists out there ?!! I still have numbers on my phone because deleting seems so cruel but to be fair I only have very important people on those lists anyway so it's not many.
Ha! Ha! Haaaaaaaaa! An OBE in exchange for the State Pension?




