One of the things in life that makes me more stressed out and nervous than almost anything else in life is getting back in touch with long lost friends, especially if I am the one who lost touch to begin with. Ironically, it is one reason I often procrastinate further about getting back in touch if I feel too much time has passed. As a kid, I discovered one stress alleviator in this situation and thought you would get a kick out of it too. I found it in an an issue of Cricket Magazine, December 1974. It is a letter from Lewis Carroll** to a child who had failed to write to him promptly:
"Now I want to know what you mean by calling yourself 'naughty' for not having written sooner! Naughty, indeed! Stuff and nonsense! Do you think I'd call myself naughty if I hadn't written to you, say for 50 years? Not a bit! I'd just begin as usual, 'My dear Mary, 50 years ago, you asked me what to do for your kitten, as it had a tooth-ache, and I have just remembered to write about it. Perhaps the tooth-ache has gone off by this time-- if not, wash it carefully in hasty-pudding, and give it 4 puncushions boiled in sealing-wax and just dip the end of its tail in hot coffee. This remedy has never been known to fail.' There! That's the proper way to write."
Of course, casually passing off one's errors and failings never sounds quite as bad in an English accent, especially when peppered with delightful old-fashioned phrasing.
I am a little overwhelmed by the many kind comments to the prior post -- thank you so very, very much! Lots to say regarding recent events in the blogosphere (which I am catching up on) and elsewhere so I am looking forward to resuming real posting!
** Please, no snarky pedophile comments, tempting though it may be. Don't wreck this for me!