I am sitting here thinking about the then and now, or the past and the present. Years ago, I’d be waiting for the mail person to deliver an answer to a question I asked weeks ago. Now, with instant feedback, I get antsy if a days goes by without any communication. Are we getting too pushy?
I bring this up because I just received a card, note, or whatever you want to call it, in the mail from a long-time friend. She writes in a beautiful hand style and I can read every word. I treasure her cards and feel the warmth as I open the envelope. She has taken the time to purchase the card, write her message, and send it through the post. Does this make me old-fashioned? I hope not.
I remember going to stores, shopping for just the right card for the right person. When I found the card, I knew it without looking any further. Sometimes, I’d write with an ink pen that matched the card: red ink, blue ink, green ink, or aqua ink. But, I must admit this is when my penmanship looked like penmanship. That was the then.
Now, we have the net, and yes I am so thankful for this quick transfer of information. But, we still have a problem — Texting. I have to learn a new alphabet, no that’s not the right word. I have to learn a new alphabet. Again, that’s not the right, how about a new language? Even my old handwriting looks better than the alphabet used on text. XU.
Okay, I’m guessing and the reason is technology. I have my ‘coming out’ date this week. For years, I’ve used the radio or records to make my music. Then, I got introduced to CD’s. Neat. a lot like records, but smaller and easier to manage. Then, music came on your I-phone and I-pod. Yeah, I do have an I-phone for emergencies only. Sure, I like to get calls, but the “you can reach me at any time” does not fit my lifestyle. I need downtown. But, I broke down and purchased an I-Pod Classic. Now, I’m hip. (Is this word still in the old English?) I have worked on this little, powerful piece of equipment along with I-Tunes for over a month. Nothing synced. I learned how to make playlists on I-Tunes and they stayed right there. Nothing transferred to my little Classic. With the help of a very youthful representative, she walked me through the process. Embarrassed? No way. I asked and got help.
So one day this next week, my I-Pod and I will transform my exercise classes to the new technology. If I make a mess, I’ll go back to my little transportable CD player and the old standbys. Either way, I’ve tried and will keep trying until the process is complete.
I do have a card to send back to my friend in Wyoming, even if I have to print each word, the then time period.
Happy writing to everyone, then and now.