You sent us a package! Oh how I remember getting that package addressed to me in your self-labeled “spindly” writing. I was so excited to open the box and see the kind things you sent.
You sent postcards of your beautiful city. I recall how you numbered them in the order you wrote a rambling narrative on the backs. You made fun of your penmanship. I loved it. It was proof of you. I drank in your words. They were very friendly as you explained what was in the package.
You sent Australian Olympic stickers and other Olympic things (the Sydney Olympics were coming soon). You sent my kids Australian music CDs. We enjoyed listening to them over and over. You also sent a couple of computer games. You just recently remembered the name of one of the games: The Secret of Monkey Island. I used the games as a motivation and reward system for my two small children. What a considerate man you were to send such fun things for them.
This parcel, albeit small, was a big deal to me. You cared and it showed in the thoughtful details in one package. Good things indeed come in small packages. All that was missing was the bow. And you.
I did send a package. It gave me great pleasure to make a small part of my life merge with yours. I sadly don’t remember the postcards. But I certainly did and still have a fairly untidy hand and I would most definitely have mocked it.
I remember the CD’s and the game. I had two copies of that game I recall. It was that damn hard I could not even complete it myself. I think I may have Googled the outcome. Actually back then I would have used Alta Vista, whatever happened to them? I of course didn’t know it when I sent them. I would have warned you. I would have hated that your son may beat me at a game (only joking). What would have really bothered me was that it may have been too hard for him. Who wants to play some difficult game that you can’t finish? But quite rightly your kids were the centre of you world. It seemed only natural to include them in our lives. I wanted them to be happy and for you to be happy.
I don’t even remember the size of the package. But I know I would have given it careful consideration. It would not have been thrown together at the last moment. I am a little humbled that you still think of it so fondly. I would have mailed myself right along with it if I could.
There was the package you sent me. But I’ll save that for another post.
You Will Always Be My Darling
From Sir With Love
My Dear Sir,
I neglected to say that you also sent me some very special music that you had chosen specifically for me. I certainly didn’t mean to gloss over that fact.
I recently found that music. I had hidden it, because it hurt to see it much less listen to it. It has been unearthed and you have also been so kind as to upload every one of those songs digitally for me now.
Thank you again my considerate Sir.
©2013 Darling and Sir