Those Moments

A Letter

Yay, my second post!  Did not think I would manage it...Anyway, I'd like to remind you all that none of these stories are true.  They may have some facts based off of my life, but I have not yet experienced most of the main ideas. I should also mention, votes and comments are greatly appreciated for they bring more readers.  Enjoy! ~~~Smurfette

I always get excited when I receive a letter. When my father walks through the door in the late afternoon, early evening, I can hear him cough as he places his keys in the little tray on the counter in the living room.  (He has a VERY loud cough; it makes me jump).  Me, I'm always in my bedroom doing homework at this point.  He cries out "Hello" to whoever is home and dumps his coat on the armchair.  My mother hates it when he does this because she thinks it makes the house look sloppy.  Personally, I agree, but my dad and I are much too lazy to cooperate. Mom walks out of the bedroom and greets Dad...then she tells him to hang up his coat.  Of course his says, "Later" which just means my mom is going to put it away right then.  I don't think she minds all the time.  Well maybe...

Anyways, I can hear him approach me at my desk.  I turn my swivel chair to face him.  I believe it's very important to face a person when they speak to you.  He throws an envelope on my bed and says, "Here you go" in that "I am so glad to be home" tone.  I smile.  He walks out of the room. 

Letters are very special concepts.  They are freedom, communication, history, expression, and future.  There is love and hate.  There is innovation and art.  Plus, they always smell nice; whether it's the smell of used paper, or your grandmother's perfume (and we all know how nose-pinching that is...).  I don't know if you all know this but let me tell you a secret: there was once a time when humans could only communicate far distances through letters.  Amazing, right?  Well, of course, there was also a time they couldn't communicate at all; homo-erectus everbody?  What I mean is, people would take months to deliver letters and never thought twice about it.  It doesn't matter what's inside, what matters is how you feel after you've opened it.  Excited that you get to join an oversea research expidition?  Depressed because your uncle passed away?  Jealous that your best friend is getting married before you?  Happy that your grandad remembered to send the annual allowance for your birthday?

Well I'll tell you what I didn't feel when I opened mine. I did not feel ready...

"Dear [insert name here],

Congratulations on your admission to [insert name here] University! ...."

Nope. No, no, no.  Well, I mean, yes! I did it!  Yet this isn't an acceptance letter.  This is a reality check.  This letter is depicting my future.  We all know that every Sci-Fi movie/book/comic has told that there are multiple future paths. One thing will not necessarily lead to another; it might take a different direction.  Well, the same goes for college.  Maybe some other schools will want me; I might decide to take a gap year.  I don't know.  What I do know is that an era has ended (well almost, not quite, I still have to graduate [insert smiley face] ). 

I've made a decision: I will not be great.  I will be special.  I will turn this letter into a story.  A story that lovers, strangers, and children will want to hear.

If we did not open the letters we received, we might miss some of the best opportunities life can offer.   Never leave a letter unopened.