This is what our mail has been looking like for the past few weeks...
And it's making me breathe a little too fast.
I'm excited for Jack, I really am. I want him to grow up and enjoy all that college has to offer.
But already? He's only a sophomore in high school.
When did all these mailings start? I don't remember receiving anything like the pounds of mail he's getting when I was his age.
And all it does is make the tick-tick-tick of the clock even louder. He's leaving soon. He's leaving soon. I only have one and he's leaving soon.
Thank God...that nestled amongst all the college solicitations...was a handwritten note from our newest 90 year old, Aunt Ruth.
And it had pictures!
I don't know when it happened to me...this desire to have pictures of things that I make.
I've talked about it before, the ritual of the photo shoot...the desire to have a photo session as the final step of the creative process.
Stylized, "posed" pictures are nice...but when you can get "action" shots of your creation being used? Well, that's The Bomb.
These pics of Ruth on her birthday are The Bomb.
And they bring me such joy. We were discussing this the other day amongst my crazy friends.
How much we love to receive photos from the recipients of our handmade gifts.
Lately, I have been guilty of asking for these photos...as if it answers some need I have within myself.
Yet, I'm conflicted.
It's not really an unconditional gift if I ask the receiver to take pictures.
When I'm physically there to give the gift, I feel like the project is more complete. But when I send a gift in the mail, I'm not as comfortable closing the project file. I don't think it's because I really need to know if the gift is liked or not. I understand that sometimes my gifts might miss the mark. The sweater is too big; the hat is too small, etc.
Maybe it's because I'm such a visual person....it helps me to have a picture of the gift and the receiver to truly call a project "done".
I understand that my gifts shouldn't be given with the caveat that a picture be sent back in return. And, moving forward, I will try not to put this monkey in the box along with my gifts that I send off.
But it sure is a joy when I do get one...
And, now that I've processed all this today, I'll try to do a better job of sending a picture back when I receive a gift. I'm not sure I've always been the best at that.
See you tomorrow for Hari-Kuyo and remember your broken needles!