Mail Gone Awry

On Thursday morning, I put three letters in our mailbox.  I wrote a thank you note to my mother and dad for the wonderful Christmas dinner and generous gifts that they gave us.  Now, my parents live two miles away, but I know my mother enjoys pretty cards and reading letters.  It brightens her day.  So I trusted the postal service to deliver this special note.  And while I was at it, I found a Blue Mountain Card for my sister, "The Story of Two Different Sisters."  For whatever reason or reasons, my sister has been having a bad time of it, has alienated me, and it made me feel better to send her the card.  And since I didn't want my brother to feel left out, decided to send him a special Blue Mountain card too.  Imagine my horror, when I came home and found that my parents card had been returned to me, "unable to forward.'  They have lived in the house my dad built since I was in 6th grade!  I called my father and told him, and he said, "Maybe they didn't know I died!"  I answered,, "Yes, they couldn't deliver it in Heaven!"  How exasperating!  So tomorrow, I will drive the 2 miles and hand the card to my mother and pick up some oranges.  I received a thank you from my sister who told me she loved the "Story of Two Different Sister" card.  Yes, I am different from her....my hair is dark, she is blonde, I am shorter than she, the views from our windows are different, and our life challenges are not the same.  But through it all our lives have always been and will always be entwined as is the trunk of a money tree.