The art of letter writing seems to mostly be a thing of the past .
We have texts and emails and messenger and phone calls. It makes me sad that we are losing this part of our history.
Years ago letters were all we had. Letters written home during the wars, love letters across states, letters to relatives not living in the same place.
Now that is almost long gone. It makes me sad.
I have a letter written to me by my younger brother when I was in college. It’s in my wallet at all times. It’s crinkled but it’s one of my most precious possessions.
I have letters from my Mom that mean so much to me.She wrote letters to me when I was in college and when I lived in Tennessee and California.
The other day I ran across a letter I had written to my Mom when I lived in California. It was written over a few days and when reading it I could remember sitting under the palm tree in our yard still amazed that this Alabama girl was living in California. I was so far away from my Mom and my family. I loved my adventure but oh how I missed home.
The last line said “I miss you Momma but don’t be sad. I am living the most wonderful adventure and you are with me everywhere I go.”
I wouldn’t take anything for my letters.
Keilee has had various pen pals over the years. She has a friend now that she writes to in Texas. She writes like I always did. A bit a day until she deems it ‘done’. She’s also always collected letters. If we find a stack at a yard sale she buys them and pours over them. (A lot of them are VERY hard to read).
Write someone a letter. I am sure they will cherish it forever.
To send a letter is a good way to go somewhere without moving anything but your heart. ~Phyllis Theroux