I just love when my blog evokes a response from many of you. When your sharing makes me feel like we are sitting next to one another, and the conversation broadens as others come in and tell their story.
Letters, hand written who knew that many of us do not receive them anymore, yet when we do we are pleased, and feel the sadness of not receiving them more often.
Futhermore what touched me most about your response to yesterday's post was the last letters you remembered, and or a letter that is now written in your heart.
Letters from a child, someone who has died, a long lost friend...
Maybe that is why I have a thing about ephemera... the sense of keeping in touch, tangible history, storytelling... feelings and thoughts put on paper.
Connecting dots... heart to heart, pin to paper, expression.
Where do you keep your treasured letters?
Asking you that made me realize that mine are scattered: In a book, in my underwear drawer, pinned on a cupboard door...
Remember learning in school how to sign off a letter:
Did you see in the comment section that Elizabeth asked for pen pal?
Did you ever have a pen pal?
I remember that I met a girl from Nevada who was camping next to my family when we
were in Fort Bragg. We became pen pals... Her name was Colette.
I loved being a pen pal.
I wonder where she is now?
Letters from children. Yeah they are priceless. Did you see in the comment section the letter from the little boy who said, "Sharks, Sharks!!..." That still makes me laugh, so cute!
Writing on the computer doesn't allow one to have the beautiful accessories that make a desk.
Let's promise to write a letter to someone sometime soon.
Pick the stationary,
Find a pen that writes,
Look up the address,
Sign your name,
Pick a pretty stamp,
Lick the envelope,
Carry it to the post office,
Seal it with a kiss.
Did you practice your signature? Or did it just evolve
Write someone a love letter.
An early Valentine.
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Oh and the famous Blue Airmail Letter... I almost forgot about those.
Have you ever seen this blog... I am sure you have.
Years ago when I lived in Paris, I remember French Husband handing me a letter from my brother Marty and his wife Suzy. We were outside our apartment, and I was so excited to open it, that even now tears form in my eyes, I couldn't wait and opened it right then and there. In the letter was a photo of their first child, the first grandchild for my parents, and my first niece Patti.
The awaited letter, the anticipation, the heart growing fonder, the letter coming containing joy!
What message will we leave behind.
Let it be love, let it be promise and hope, most of all let it be us.
Wasn't this comment from Judy tender:
"The last letter I received was just a few days ago from my granddaughter who lives very far away. She wrote to tell me that her favorite doll's arm broke off and how she cried and cried. She was looking for some sympathy and a letter from grandma to help her feel better. That letter is on lined notebook paper, written in pencil, and has dear little drawings across the bottom of the page. It's a keeper too."
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Thank you, all of you, for the wonderful comments about letters!
Thank you for giving me such daily joy every day these last six years in the comment section, your notes are encouraging, faithful and true. Thank you for your generous support to my blogging!