Dear Friend,
Today I was thinking about memories. What will our kids say about us when we are gone. Will they have fond memories of us, or no memories at all. One of our families big things is spelling and grammer. I'm not the best at either. If I slow down and try I manage pretty well. But I'm never very concerned with it simply because I want to get the thought out of my head before I forget it. My husband on the other hand is borderline fanatic on spelling grammer punctuation syntax sentence structure the whole nine. When our kids were little he would pay the .05 Cents to find mistakes in our local newspaper. Apparently they feel the same way I do that Its the thought that counts. The kids always came away with lots of nickles.
With the advent of the internet came even more opportunity to fine error with all kinds of written publications. emails would fly back and forth between my husband and our kids with all manner of spelling mistakes. Which boggles the mind when you consider online dictionary , spellcheck and auto correct, which can lead to hilairious mistakes.
I was thinking about one of my most famous spelling mistakes that has been used in numerous cards, emails, letters and in many conversations . My misspelling of the word wonderful. I spelled it (wounderful) , and it just sort of stuck as the way I continued to spell it over the years for fun.
If I was kiddnapped and needed to let people in my family know it was me I could write that in a note and they would know instantly it was me . Sometimes I would get a text from one of my kids telling me they did something good in school or at work or some great news and my response would be Wounderful!.They laugh at me but I allways hope its with love. In the beginning it was just a spelling error. But I like to think it has become something much more , a memory they can look back on and think wow that was mom.That seeing the word wonderful spelled correctly would bring a smile to their faces and a little laugh. Not the most wounderful legacy but just a little thing they can tell their kids and grandkids when they ask what was grandma like.
Love, Me
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