Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.

Mailing the letter

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Tonight I spent about 2 hours addressing envelopes, signing and folding and inserting the fundraising letter for Truck Safety.  I sent it to 48 of Dad’s friends and family.  My siblings are sending it to another 60 of his friends.  He had a lot of friends!  During the two hours I listened to the local and  national news but was pretty oblivious to everything. 

After I finished and put the last stamp on the last letter I glanced at the dog who was sleeping out in the foyer.  Then I realized that around my feet were almost all of her toys.  She had brought them, one by one trying to tempt me into play.  I hadn’t even noticed, and she had given up and gone to sleep.  Poor neglected puppy!

Speaking of puppies, there was a  story on the local news about a puppy burned in a house fire.  They were asking for donations to help with medical costs for her.  I don’t begrudge the puppy her medical care, and in fact I feel very badly for her, but I know that thousands of dollars will pour in for her.  It made me wish I had a cute fuzzy image for my cause, to help in fundraising.  Truck crashes  just aren’t that pretty!

Author: dawnkinster

I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.

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