For the most part I think I have done a good job as a
parent. I have raised bright, responsible, self-assured women.
My girls are good-hearted.
But I admit to areas where my parenting skills were
substandard.
I recently found in my kitchen cabinet a pile of
envelopes which were stamped and addressed by my hand. There were also 7 or 8 photographic
prints. And in the flap of each envelope was a monogrammed note which was blank
inside.
They were the thank you notes from Kara’s high school
graduation party-- which was 3 years ago last June. They were never written out
let alone mailed.
I am pretty sure they are a bit overdue at this point.
No grace will
be received for this etiquette infraction. Amnesty has long run out.
Clearly my motherly nagging wasn’t effective.
But hope springs eternal. Kara graduates from college
this May. The thank you notes for that graduation party have not been purchased
or written out yet. So in theory she is ahead of the game—the notes are all ready
to go.
Maybe I should commence with immediate nagging.
I can’t do any
worse than the last go around.
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