1- If someone shows up at your door trying to move money from your pocket into their pocket they are solicitors or robbers. I note that you don't have a sign that says "no robbers", so I can only assume this visitor was a robber.
2- I sent notes to my niblings in may, but I have very romantic notions about handwritten letters and want to do more.
3- No. I think western culture is very obsessed with what people think and do after we die. People's Last Will can be and frequently are weaponized to try and control people from beyond the grave. My goal is to do my best, and teach future generations to do their best, and hopefully I help give them some resources to do their best, but ultimately it's not important that they remember me in any way as long as "their best" aims at heaven. We'll catch up on how things went up there, God willing.
Thank you for displaying the icon of the Martin family.
I love to receive handwritten notes. I rarely send them anymore. It is a lost art. When my grandmother died, I found many of her correspondences. She always spent a part of each day writing to friends. I believe that’s how she maintained her friendships. I enjoyed receiving her letters as a child.
I need to do this myself; such a gracious way to keep in touch and a lost art form.
1- If someone shows up at your door trying to move money from your pocket into their pocket they are solicitors or robbers. I note that you don't have a sign that says "no robbers", so I can only assume this visitor was a robber.
2- I sent notes to my niblings in may, but I have very romantic notions about handwritten letters and want to do more.
3- No. I think western culture is very obsessed with what people think and do after we die. People's Last Will can be and frequently are weaponized to try and control people from beyond the grave. My goal is to do my best, and teach future generations to do their best, and hopefully I help give them some resources to do their best, but ultimately it's not important that they remember me in any way as long as "their best" aims at heaven. We'll catch up on how things went up there, God willing.
“I’m running out of wine!” A perfect prayer!
Legacy is such a sticky word, but I totally agree that our children ultimately are the only real, living thing we leave behind. Well said Walther
And I too am a Lucia. ( Anna Lucia - but my family has always called me Lucia- the c is pronounced ‘ch’ in the southern Italian way.)
Thank you for displaying the icon of the Martin family.
I love to receive handwritten notes. I rarely send them anymore. It is a lost art. When my grandmother died, I found many of her correspondences. She always spent a part of each day writing to friends. I believe that’s how she maintained her friendships. I enjoyed receiving her letters as a child.
I need to do this myself; such a gracious way to keep in touch and a lost art form.