You know those deceiving pieces of U.S mail that appear to be personally handwritten, with your name and address, specifically addressed to you, like from a friend? But soon, you realize it’s another piece of junk mail to be added to your overflowing recycling bin.
Last week, I thought it was one of those. On second glance, it wasn’t. It was an authentic envelope addressed by a friend. Opening it rather quickly, I found a handwritten letter. It was a letter, a real letter, lengthy too. Frankly, at first I just skimmed the letter noting the quantity of words on the pages. What a delight to be updated on my friend’s happenings-the old-fashioned way! My first inclination was to text her, thanking her for taking such time to actually write a real letter, but that would take away from the kind gesture as well as the sentiments expressed. No, a text message wasn’t appropriate.
So, I wrote back, by hand too. Fresh out of beautiful stationery, or any for that matter, I was going to wait to reply. I considered me, and how sometimes my greatest intentions get sidelined, so I found paper a little fancier than binder paper, and started writing. I had two pieces and filled them both.
My surprise about a handwritten letter would not have been the case not so many years ago. However, we know in the world we live it today, email, text messages, and social media is quick, easy, and grammar and punctuation are inconsequential. A quick Google search showed many kids have never received a personal letter, delivered via the postal service (I believe it). While for adults, receiving a handwritten letter happens less than six times per year (that even seems high to me).
My friend was delighted also, to receive my correspondence, and that too made my day. Simple. Simple. Sending and receiving a handwritten letter added a little sunshine to my world. Thanks Clair!
Included in this letter was a quote. “Help keep the art of writing by hand alive.” Wondering if you can help. Can you brighten someone’s day with a letter?