As I was looking through some pictures to scan today I found this letter from my Great-Grandfather to my Grandmother. The letter is not very interesting, it talks about his day, his Christmas and yes, even mentions me as a little baby.
I could look at this all day: the stamp, the postmark, his handwriting, the way he wrote the address with no abbreviations. Imagine the SLOWness of this letter…finding paper, a pen, writing, addressing, stamping, mailing, traveling and then opening across the country. Isn’t that a lovely thought? I love the LOVE that is poured into a letter.
I want to mail a letter today.