Christmas letters--you either love them or hate them. I. LOVE. THEM. I love hearing what people have done in the past year. I love to hear of everyone's accomplishments--the marriages, the births, the promotions.
I love the pictures of the family. One of my friends from grade school sent a picture of her family in front of their fireplace every year. It was neat to see how the girls grew from one year to the next and changed.
Some letters come from people I only hear from once a year. I know, I know. You're thinking if they're friends and I want to know what they're doing, why don't I write or call them throughout the year? Good question that I have no answer to. People move on and I lose track of them. Like my best friend from high school went to a different college than I did and I lost touch with for many, many years.
Anyway, I love to get Christmas letters. And I don’t care if they are brag letters. (If you’re my friend or in my family, I’m sure your children are above average.) And even if I don’t send you a letter every year, please send me yours. Some years there is just no time and those are the years there are no letters–like last year. Other years the Christmas letter morphed into a Valentine’s letter and once it even became a Fourth of July letter!
So to all of you who take the time and make the effort to write, thanks. And if you hate them, too bad. I’m still going to send them and tell you all the wonderful things that happened to us in the past year. I mean do you really want to hear how my cholesterol is up and Monte has lost more hair?
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