I came to a lovely realization two nights ago: I actually like my handwriting. As a child, I would see friends’ beautiful cursive or fun, bubbly letters, or even the irregular, artsy print of my friend Jana, and be envious that my hands seemed incapable of producing anything but boy writing. Lord, could you just…make this pretty? I would pray.
My mom gave me a couple of tubs full of school papers to go through when she was down in March, and I finally completed the task in June (I know, aren’t I efficient?). It was fun to see kindergarten craft projects, dripping in glitter and cotton balls, juxtaposed with high school notebooks, filled with stickers and notes to friends. And the college notebooks, with margins jam-packed with doodles (doodlers retain more information; did you know?) and pages of things that I will never remember and never need to remember. Why did my mom save so much stuff? I will never know. I tossed about 9/10 of it, only saving “special” items, like my poetry, short stories, and newspaper articles of which I was especially proud.
Anyway, back to my point. It still pained me to look at my elementary and high school printing. My cursive has always been (still is) ugly, but the only time I utilize it is in writing cheques. (Why must cheques be written in cursive? Is it some sort of law?)
While penning some thoughts in my prayer journal this weekend, however, I paused and looked at the page. Hmmm…I thought, I actually don’t mind how my writing looks! How novel! After all these years!
How about you? Do you like your handwriting/printing? Why or why not? Which do you use? And if you don’t mind my asking, in which decade did you graduate? I find that most people age 40ish and younger print, while those older still often use cursive (there are exceptions, of course).