I did a REALLY good job. My original intent was to write exactly one note a day, so that every day I would be thinking about Jennifer. That didn't really happen. Some days I would feel really inspired to write about 5, some days none. But those days where I didn't write any, my Jewish guilt had the same effect as actually writing that note.
The holidays happened near the end, too, and I sent out a good 80 holiday cards as well, each having some hand-written sentiment on it, which backed me up a bit.
This was perhaps one of my best ideas ever.
It turns out people really like to feel like they are a part of something. I got so many thank you notes for my note. Who writes a thank-you note to a note? So many people told me that their. It's came at a really good time, as if somehow I knew that they needed to be cheered up.
I'm going to do this again next year, I think. It was very therapeutic, and I've finally figured out that taking a little time to make someone else feel valued or loved, even if it means just a couple of words, is really meaningful.
The anniversary of Jen's passing is next week. I think I did right by her.
Love you, Jen. I've learned by your example.
