Happy Friday everyone! So, in case you missed it, today is National Handwriting Day! I LOVE this holiday! Why do I love this holiday you ask? Well, the answer is simple – I love to write letters! Thankfully, I have a circle of friends who like to write letters as well! In fact yesterday, when I went to get my mail, I had a couple personal notes. One was a Thank You for a gift from a baby shower a week or so ago. The other, well, the other, I made a cup of tea and sat down to read. It is so nice in this fast paced digital life to receive communication that is not typed, or texted, but written. For someone to take the time to sit down and write a letter, well, that is something special.
As everyone is picking their jaws up off the floor about this old-fashioned drivel coming from someone like myself who has been born and raised with technology. I make my living from it! I probably should explain how this all came to be. (Cue fuzzy flashback sequence)…
A few years ago (ok, let’s be honest, more like almost a decade ago) several friends and I were lamenting the fact that unlike our grandmothers and great-grandmothers who had boxes of letters from loved ones and friends throughout the years, all of us had inboxes (and there is nothing wrong with e-mail, I LOVE it also). Our inboxes are full of zeros and ones that comprise emails and notes of our life, and that is wonderful, but those zeroes and ones are only one click away from being lost to the cosmos. Thus, we resolved that we would start writing letters to each other and what a blessing it has been! We are all over the world now, and are all in various stages of life. Some of our group have kiddos, some have mega- careers, some are just busy, so organizing time to truly talk is next to impossible. Try coordinating a phone with three people, in three different time zones, factoring in travel schedules, children, doctors appointments, work schedules, family commitments and before long you will sigh, and just say, we will try again next month. And before you know it, next month has become next year and then those you were once closest to have become strangers. We promised ourselves that would not happen with our group (and yes, we still have phone conversations, emails and texts, but the commitment to write a letter to each other is wonderful). Through all of life’s changes, by making the time to sit down and write a thoughtful letter to each other, it has made a world of difference in not only how we view each other, but ourselves. It helps us remember all of the wonderful (and sometimes, not so wonderful) things that have occurred. And it allows us to be rocks for each other.
Also, on a purely selfish note, there is something inherently comforting about getting a letter that you can hold and read, a letter that you can mail with a newspaper cutout or a photo, a letter that you start writing on a Monday and finish throughout the week. My love of writing and receiving letters has extended now to family and friends who weren’t initially in on the conversation, but I have been told by many of them how much they appreciate hearing from me and having a chance to write back. Finally, isn’t it nice sometimes to know that someone cares enough for you to take the time and effort to write a letter?
Well, I am off to start drafting my response to my friend’s letter which is now safely stored in an old hat box with all of her other letters and those of many of my friends. I hope everyone has a wonderful Friday and a great weekend! Happy National Handwriting Day!