mail...

I never check the mailbox here. There's never anything for me. The sign of residency is when you start getting junk mail. And that is all I get. N gets the bills and I am not that eager to open those up. Neither is he! ;) So, I checked the mail Saturday, got a bunch of stuff. And they sat by the shelf top by the door for two days. N is more efficient. He sorts through the very day and gets rid of the junk right away. I have no motivation really. This morning I thought why not. And there it was a few stamps on a big envelope from Malaysia. I knew what they were! My heart started pounding a bit in excitement. The contents were product of my work, of my creativity, my ideas, along with my former colleagues' works.

As I opened the envelope, there was a post-it pad with my former work logo and stuff on it. And a small note from LP. She sent along with the previous copies of the newsletters I worked on, the new ones as well. And I nearly cried in happiness. I read each and every article and was so proud to see it grow into something so beautiful and yet it kept some of the things from before. It was also wonderful to see the results of the projects LP & I set in motion. That was me. And to see the team I was part of smiling away, moving on, growing, doing well. I was part of that. How I miss being part of the workforce.

This package couldn't have come at a better time! I enjoyed though the last many months of solitude. But now it's time to get back. I am excited!