Where are my gazillion letters?

If there is something that I would like to change about my own mother, it is her being nosy. (Years ago, she was even listening to the first few parts of a conference call that I received!)

I used to keep the letters that I receive in a small box under my bed, then transferred them to a big clear book and kept it at the bottom of my clothes, because I kept on receiving more letters and I want them to be organized.

When I thought I have too much clothes to hide the collection, my mom suddenly transferred all of them to a bigger cabinet, with the unexpected loss of the precious letters. Considering her I-should-know-everything mentality, I am sure that she placed the letters somewhere else. I even know that she had read the love letters of my brother!

The first thing that came to my mind was to ask her personally, but the scenario that I imagined is not good:

Me: Where are my gazillion letters? *raising eyebrows
Mom: Which letters are you talking about? The one from [friend #1] who talks about [sensitive topic #1], or the… (and the list goes on) ? And as far as I remember, there is also a condom there. *raising eyebrows, higher than mine
Me: But it’s an unused condom! But [sensitive topic #1] is none of your business! But… *faints

At least nobody will ever see the melodramatic and desperate letters. I had thrown those « love letters » away not because they are from the past, but mostly because I am worried that someone else in the house would see them.

The ones I collected are just from my friends, mostly high school and college friends, but the set of topics is very diverge. Cheesy things that we considered interesting way back then, about common friends, some fiction that would sound completely nonsense to the people outside that certain circle of friends, inside jokes that are open to misinterpretations, even references to green jokes. Those are definitely not the topics that I would like to share with my own mother.

The letters are far from the usual inspirational books, but it reminds me that I inspire so many people and they look up to me, and I have shared a lot of happy days with a lot of people. With the advent of blogging nowadays and the efficiency of e-mail, I would most probably not receive these kinds of letters anymore (or not that way at least). I usually read the letters all over again when I need inspiration, so I miss them.


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