A Final Thank You

I love thank you cards. Not just any thank you cards, but particularly the fancy, crazy-expensive, glittery thank you cards from Papyrus. Anyone who knows me, knows that with each gift, act of kindness, or just 'cause, you get beautiful cards from me. I think it is important to note, that I collect my cards. Every card sent to me I have saved. That's right, every single one of them. I think I counted once around my senior year and I had around 450+ cards. I don't send or collect these cards for just any reason, I keep them because they are a piece of the sender. They are not an email, they are not an e-Card, they are time taken out of someone's busy schedule to write, or have written, just for them. There is something historic about getting mail and receiving a thank you. Again, it is important to note that if I didn't remember to send a thank you note AND in a timely manner, my mother would hunt me down for poor manners. This one of the only things I still do because my mother told me so.

Nonetheless, while others share their stories of my Grammy, I am having the hardest time wondering if she got my last thank you card in the mail from Christmas. I sent all of my thank you's in a timely manner, but, because of the snow and such, my receivers reported a later-than-usual thank you.  It's silly, I know, to worry about a thank you card, but this is one thing I know Grammy counted on. Whenever I would call her, she would tell me about the last card sent and how she just loved it. It was a connection thing. I'd like to believe that she taught my Mom the thank you card etiquette and my Mom passed it to me. This would be something that I will always have directly from her to me. 

When Mom was at Grammy's last week, she stumbled upon a box with "Taylor's xmas" written in her writing. My mom peeked inside and found a HUGE box of tupperware. I must explain: when Dave and I were getting ready to move in together, I was freaking out because I hadn't found any tupperware that measured up to my mom's Martha Stewart tupperware and I couldn't find a stick of it anywhere. So, Grammy asked me what was on my Christmas list one year and I told her I needed new tupperware, and I think I told her, verbatim, "Not a shitty kind either." Nice way to talk to your Grammy Taylor:( Anyway, she laughed and that Christmas I got 2 pieces of this "Lock and Lock" tupperware. She must have gotten a package deal, because Mom, Annie, and Mrs. Smith got a few as well. On a note inside of my tupperware (she always put the cutest notes in each present like she couldn't wait to tell us what was inside on a post-it....I'll miss those post-its) she wrote that this tupperware was on a "trial" basis, to ensure that they are not "shitty." 

After I sent her the thank you card, we chatted and I told her how NOT-shitty this tupperware is. I LOVE IT! It is the best tupperware and we all fight over who get Sunday dinner leftovers in a Lock and Lock tupperware. She got a serious hoot out of this and she must have ordered more for me...hence the huge box mom found. 

Yesterday, Mom brought over the bag of tupperware and I just unpacked it. 32 PIECES IN ALL!!! I am not kidding. I have every size, shape, accessory known to man in the form of tupperware. I no longer have space for my baking things because I have WAY too much tupperware. 

Thus, this is my final thank you to Grammy....

Grammy,

Thank you so much for the tupperware. You know I love this stuff and it means so much to me that you thought of me. I can't tell you how much I miss you and how every day will go by with you in my thoughts. YOu know I am not a religious or spiritual person, but I feel you, everywhere. Mrs. Smith does too, we all do. Although I will be thinking of you, show me that you are thinking of me sometimes too, I want to know you're with me. The memories of our crazy times flood my dreams and photos. What special times we had together. I love you more than you will ever know. Missing you...

Love You,

Tay