Mail Call - Vol. I

In the past weeks I had to take some important decisions in my life, something that may sound unimportant to most, but that had a great value to me and that I had to think over and over again.
Finally I am no more undecided whether it was right or wrong a decision. I took it and no regrets. I mean there cannot be looking back. There will always be something that should have gone differently in the past, but past cannot be changed and we'd better live today's life with no "if's" nor "but's". At least that is what I chose for myself right now.

I had to drop most of my pals. As shameful as it sounds. Yes, I did it. Anyway, I take it as an act of respect to those I dropped and those I kept. I wasn't regular at all. I would constantly fall behind (not that now I no more do it, it's just I can keep it under control and it won't get unbearable anymore) and I felt literally overwhelmed with the lot of mails I had to reply and it wasn't the way it had to be. Furthermore I admitt that my life is taking a new turn, I am to be more centred on my relationship with boyfriend, on my studies and job (because that's what pays the bills and gives me food at the moment) and time for writing is to be drastically reduced. It's something that troubles me still but I guess it is a part of growing up. I know there's some mother and worker and penpaller who can still manage all the above said activities efficiently and I congratulate on those wonder women... I am just not as smart and I aknowledge my limits and take it as it is. The result had to be a cut in my pallies number.

Of course the choice had to be made with some criterion. And in order to prevent you thinking of me as a monster who would only consider pals as objects (that is not the case with me here) I can explain to all my readers that my only criterion used when cutting my pals' list was based on friendship. I had some long lasting friendship with pals, some people I would know for literally ages and whom I told so much of myself already and whom I trust 100%. I just couldn't think of my life without those people and there it is: the list magically formed before my very eyes. Eva, Jessie, Jen, Mikaela, Sabrina, Steph, Lien, Leanne. They are all special to me in some way, they are my best friends and have already been in my life for quite a time. How could I ever think of letting any of them go?! No way I could do it!
I hope this won't offend any of those who were left out. They are all special people too, but we were just not long enough friends, not to form such a strong bond and I know I was not in the right moment to give all myself to nurturing a new formed friendship. All I can say to those people is I am sorry if I ever disappointed them and failed at satisfying their expectations on me.

The above said I can show some incoming mail, in chronological order:

first comes a special envy I received in July from Jessie, she was so nice and included a fun-tastic pressie for my birthday as well as lovely birthday card:

Jessie's parcel

Long letter and Birthday card :)

The fun-tastic birthday pressie: a travel journal..
I need not to tell you it will come along to Bruxelles
with Ricky and I next week!

Take a peek inside!

In August I already received two letters: first came Eva's mail, followed on the following day by Mikaela's letter. I loved to hear about their news and I want to congratulate once again with Miki for graduating!!!!

Eva's letter

Mikaela's mail

And, finally, I took my time to write and send out some outgoing mail:

Handmade envelope to Lien, with a view of Positano- Italy

My mail to Steph, I was sure she'd have appreciated
my handmade envelope: it was so her style!

Currently writing: my letter to Jessie. 

I solemnly swear I will do all my best to keep track of my incoming and outgoing mail and to be a regular friend in writing to pals... Or even if I can do nothing about being regular (because you know school and job can be meanies most of the times and suck all your vitality off you and you are left with no will to do anything but sleeping at the end of your day) I at least promise novel lenght letters to those I write to!!! 

Love you girls! 

Untill next time...