|I started this six months ago - not much progress|
I am at the point now where I am re-reading 35-years worth of letters from my oldest and dearest friends, and the more I relive the past and compare our parallel lives, marvelling at how much our paths have diverged and diversified since we were young, the more reluctant I am to throw a single one away. I have made notes of significant events and dates so that fifty letters have been reduced in most cases, to two foolscap pages but I am no nearer to 'downsizing' my possessions with a view to moving house one day. What to do? I have thought of leaving each one's letters in bundles with their last-known address and asking my children to post them back when I have gone. (How would you feel about getting such surprise mail?) One argument against this is that I would make you really sad as you would have to know that I had died. My ever-practical children have unsentimentally pointed out that I should also remember that maybe they would have died before me so the exercise would be pointless. So perhaps I should mail them all back now, having kept just one or two as examples of airmail letters and handwriting. What do you think?