So! Grandsons gave me some note papers made out of elephant dung many years ago, a whole boxful. They're in the shape of hearts and so I kept the box in tact not using a one for probably 10 years. I think Zak was about 5 and Levi about 3. They thought it was so funny to give Nana some elephant dung, and also that they were hearts was the "loving" part of the gift...my interpretation as a loving nana in the world of nanas as only another nana would understand.
I kept this box of wonderfulness always on my desk where I keep my computer, iPad, iPhone all my important stuff that I use everyday so that I could see it all the time and smile and remember the wonderful feeling I had when these boys presented me with this gift. I actually would realize that feeling every time I would see it.
Finally a few months ago, I opened the box and used one of the pieces of paper. It's kinda scratchy but smooth in pinks, purples, and a beige. When one writes on it, one gets a feeling of really writing on almost a fiber like surface...not smooth and boring like regular paper. Then if one writes something on it that one needs to remember for a while, one can have the heart just looking at them until it is not needed anymore. One can also stack these precious pieces of paper on her desk and go through them when the need arises for the information written on them, or when one just wants to feel love.
I have only used about a third of the box of note papers, and am so excited when I think about still being able to enjoy them for some time to come.
Yay!
