16 October 2014

Presents in the Post


I try to stop by the mail room every day after lectures and seminars, just to make sure I’m not missing any important packages or envelopes. 

I often wish other students would check the mailboxes as frequently as I do, because it's getting to be such a mess in there. I sometimes worry that I've missed something of mine in the big piles.

Anyway, no matter what kind of day I'm having, it's always about a hundred times better if I find out that I have boxes from home.



When I first arrived at uni, I got a bunch of packages from my Mum. Some were filled with all the clothes and kitchenware that I’d been unable to fit in my suitcases on my way here. Others were direct orders from Amazon that Mum had put through for me. My favourite part was receiving familiar food, just little snacks and things that you couldn’t get in grocery stores here. I just got another package full of binders and tabbed dividers that I used in high school and can reuse now that I’m in uni. Now I don’t have to buy new supplies or anything.





I know how expensive it is to send these packages, I am always so excited and grateful when they arrive. 

The best part is seeing their careful handwriting on the box. It really makes them feel much closer than they are, and sometimes they even leave little notes inside like, "love you" or something.



The other day, I was lucky enough to get another box, this time from Nana and Papa Joe. They sent me my favourite cookies and candies, a cute little Halloween mug and saucer, and a gift card. She also included an easy recipe for her pasta sauce, because last week I was really missing it with the spaghetti and meatballs I’d made. (I think anyone can attest that if you grew up on homemade sauce, the store-bought stuff just won’t do.) 

It was such a nice surprise to get this big box in the mail. It completely made my day. I smile whenever I make a cup of tea and have some of the cookies that they sent me. 

It's almost transporting. If I close my eyes, I can picture myself in my Nana's kitchen with my brother and my cousins, the warm glow of the lights and the sun slipping away. We will play cards and maybe watch a movie later. Then we will go to sleep looking forward to a full breakfast in the morning with pancakes, eggs, fruit, coffee and tea. Things like this make me miss them a lot. I can't wait until I get to see them all again.

Lots of Love,
Miss Monica Jean