Junk Mail

Her mail comes to my house now

I thought that would mean I get the bills

Apparently the junk mail is included

She didn’t think it was junk mail though. She loved her catalogs.

When I went to see her – or anyone who came through the door, the first task before entering the house was checking the mail.

The mailbox is across the street so she was afraid to go in case she had a seizure or fell. God forbid she take her walker.

On my way in with the pile I often just stopped at the recycling bin and tossed her junk mail in to keep her from spending too much on the strawberry fairies (for me because I have a strawberry theme), the colorful skirts with watercolor pencils (for my daughter the artist) or for any number of household amazing items you can’t possibly imagine.

Sometimes she placed orders on the phone then made one of the grandkids go get money orders to pay for it so I wouldn’t know.

Only I did.

Sometimes she said “go on that button pushing thing and order these,” meaning go online. Whoever got the shotgun shaped plungers for their toilets, I’m sorry.

Then all the requests for donations. Oh my goodness. She would put the requests for money to Israel, starving children, paralyzed veterans and homeless. I would tell her she is going to be starving and homeless if she sent money to all those people.

God sees her heart. He knows she is more generous than what he has blessed her with. She always told him (me, everyone) she just needed more money. There’s so much to buy! I just wanna be rich.

They say money can’t buy happiness but I’m pretty sure she would have been happy being rich and buying everything in those catalogs and giving thousands to those charities.

I gave up telling her to stop buying junk for us. It made her happy. I paid her bills. It’s only money. Every now and then I let her donate.

So the junk mail has been trickling in over the past three months. Then yesterday ..

Oh my. So hard to resist those free shipping offers. The sales. The abundance.

Recycled.

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Author: belindabotzong

I am a writer of historical fiction currently working on a novel based in Washington State from the years of 1900-1945. I love to write poetry and prose inspired by Creation, as well as share in life's journey through grief, mental illness, and travel. I am very blessed to be able to pursue my passion of writing, creating, and sharing my thoughts here.

16 thoughts on “Junk Mail”

  1. If you want to stop getting junk mail, I would suggest moving everything online. I very rarely get any mail since I do everything online and bills are emailed to me or they are on my account.

  2. Shotgun shaped toilet plungers..lol really fun read! I recall my grandparents having an enormous amount of catalogs like these, and the Sears catalog was always an event when it arrived lol Thanks for sharing 🙂

  3. I really enjoyed reading this! It’s a good thing that she hasn’t gotten on the ‘button pushing thing’ on her own! Junk emails are worse these days that I almost welcome getting a catalog in the mail instead! Thanks for sharing a great story!

  4. It’s probably a good thing she never discovered QVC! I loved reading this for the memory – it’s more than just the ‘junk mail’ for me. What a beautiful heart she has and every time you get the junk mail, what happens? You think of her!

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