I remember Nate and Oprah talking about this. Why leave your most cherished cards or notes in a box or scrapbook? Frame a couple (or a whole wall full!) so they can bring a smile when you walk past. I told you I would tell the story of the note on my gallery wall in the bedroom.
May 30, 1995: Were were seniors in high school and we were beginning to like each other. I should note that we went to rival high schools. One afternoon in the middle of Mr. Hansen’s government class, the office runner comes in with an armful of lilacs and said, “Melissa Anderson..these are for you.” I could feel my face turning red and my heart racing as my classmates ooooOOOoooooooohhed. I read the note attached. It simply said, “Have a peachy day! Hobbit” (that was his nickname in high school) It completely made my day, my month, my year. That he:
- remembered that I loved lilacs
- came on to enemy territory to pick the lilacs
- wrote a note on a piece of secretary’s scrap paper
- talked her into looking up my room number and having them delivered.