My teen-age daughter was preparing to return home after having visited her grandparents for a few weeks one summer. Her grandfather gave her 12 post cards.
"Here, write us a few lines every month." he said.
Months passed and the cards remained unused-that is until the day this letter arrived:
"Dear Jennifer,
Life is a series of(一系列) stages.
As a child, I looked forward to becoming a teenager-that happened.
As a teen-ager, I looked forward to becoming a young man-that happened.
As a young man, I looked forward to meeting a young woman, in love and becoming a married man-that happened.
As a married man, I looked forward to becoming a father-that happened.
As a father, I looked forward to becoming a grandfather to beautiful, intelligent grandchildren-that happened.
Then I looked forward to the day they would learn to write-that hasn't happened yet.