
“Her handwriting shares some of Mom’s characteristics”, my brother texted after seeing the letter. It’s funny how even a person’s handwriting can remind you of your mother.

While cleaning out closets, I came across my mother’s notes, written in various books she gave for birthdays. She always wrote her capital F backwards, added large loops to the g, and inserted capital letters in different spots.

I find it interesting to compare the handwriting. Was cursive absent from their education? What was it like learning handwriting when they arrived from the Netherlands?Confusing? Challenging?
I often scold myself for saving certain items in my house.”Why do I still have THIS?”, I wonder as I sort through travel brochures, ticket stubs, and other memorabilia. However, I am grateful for the letters and notes I saved, especially since she struggled to write her own name at the end of her life. It’s another way to remember my mom.