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Keeping in Touch by Sheri

I had a couple of pen pals over the years, one during elementary school years and one throughout college – the latter and I never met. I communicate with former students who live in other countries, but primarily via email. I do send them paper cards for birthdays and other important events. One comment: I intensely dislike those holiday/ Christmas cards that are mere photos of the family with no salutation nor note nor signature. No need to bother , as I either know them or don’t see them.

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Pen Pals by Carol Kirkland

I’ve actually been thinking about pen pals-remember them? I used to have one in Glasgow when I was 8th grade–about a billion years ago–and I loved it. Does anyone still write letters that you actually put a stamp on? I love mail-cards, letters-make me smile just writing about it–I love writing-forming words that represent my thoughts and sometimes it’s good therapy for me. I discover something about myself that I haven’t been able to bring up to the surface. My grandpa used to write me and he would draw little scenes on the margins..I believe I still have some stashed away on the top shelf of my closet. He was the one that helped me fall in love with letter writing. I adored him.

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January: Connections

Now that we’re firmly ensconced in 2022, a very clear realization is emerging: the life-sustaining importance of connection in our lives. The constantly observed divisions among us in our own country and in the world, the bombardment of disquieting news, the difficulty of travel to gather geographically distant families, and the impact of social distancing all call out the need to connect. The more scattered we are, the more necessary for our psychological and emotional wellbeing connection is.

For many, nothing can replace the comfort and sense of belonging and security that a familiar human voice brings, whether we hear it through social media, Zoom, Skype, a land line, an iPhone, or two dixie cups and a long string.  

Sharing our thoughts and experiences in writing is often even more powerful – for the writer and the reader.  In addition to the conversations that are started here on ElderChicks, my sense of connection to world – ever more important as I age – is buttressed by responses and observations sent directly to me from around the world.  

So I am starting the rest of 2022 with anticipation.  How are you keeping in touch these days?  Are you finding new sources of community online?  Is your own line of connection expanding, and with it your world?  Any suggestions about how we might join you?  Let us know, please.  We’re all in this together!  

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Amanda gorman 2021 publicity

I have been reading Amanda Gorman’s book and I highly recommend it – it is more than poetry, but a history of what we’ve all been going through the past two years. Anyway, have been able to copy and save her current poem. Happy and Healthy New Year to all.

‘New Day’s Lyric’
–by Amanda Gorman, Dec 31, 2021
May this be the day
We come together.
Mourning, we come to mend,
Withered, we come to weather,
Torn, we come to tend,
Battered, we come to better.
Tethered by this year of yearning,
We are learning
That though we weren’t ready for this,
We have been readied by it.
We steadily vow that no matter
How we are weighed down,
We must always pave a way forward.
*
This hope is our door, our portal.
Even if we never get back to normal,
Someday we can venture beyond it,
To leave the known and take the first steps.
So let us not return to what was normal,
But reach toward what is next.
*
What was cursed, we will cure.
What was plagued, we will prove pure.
Where we tend to argue, we will try to agree,
Those fortunes we forswore, now the future we foresee,
Where we weren’t aware, we’re now awake;
Those moments we missed
Are now these moments we make,
The moments we meet,
And our hearts, once all together beaten,
Now all together beat.
Come, look up with kindness yet,
For even solace can be sourced from sorrow.
We remember, not just for the sake of yesterday,
But to take on tomorrow.
*
We heed this old spirit,
In a new day’s lyric,
In our hearts, we hear it:
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
Be bold, sang Time this year,
Be bold, sang Time,
For when you honor yesterday,
Tomorrow ye will find.
Know what we’ve fought
Need not be forgot nor for none.
It defines us, binds us as one,
Come over, join this day just begun.
For wherever we come together,
We will forever overcome.

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