a letter

Yesterday, I enjoyed the rarest of treats. A letter came for me in the mail.

How many years has it been since I opened an envelope to find simple, lined paper covered front and back with a voice I miss hearing? And make no mistake, the voice is perfectly clear in my mind as I decipher the hand.

Such an incredibly simple thing, yet all through the afternoon, I found myself reaching once more for the letter, reading through again, my heart aching with joy that seemed completely out of proportion with the single sheet of paper in my hand.

How have I forgotten the power of this?

I think of letters tucked away in boxes that I’ve saved for year upon year, now and then pulling out to pore over every line, to revisit friends, grandparents, people I will never see again. The color of the ink, the shape of each loop and curve as distinctive as the unique and much-loved author.

Such treasures these are to me! I want my children and my grandchildren to know this, to have this lasting and altogether different thing than any email or a text message.

Now, if you will excuse me, I have a few letters to write.

 

 

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6 Responses to a letter

  1. Frieda Dixon says:

    My parents’ love letters and Grandmother’s diary are treasures to me. I hope all of us who appreciate the written word will keep this form of communication alive.

    • jonnia says:

      I think we have to be very intentional about it. Other than sending a greeting card occasionally, it is the norm now to send an email, isn’t it? (I’d LOVE to find a diary from any of my older relatives!)

  2. Jeannette Van H says:

    I also have many of the letters from my parents to each other, but my greatest treasures are my letters from my father to me. He very seldom wrote to anyone, leaving the job to my mother. I also found one recently from him to my daughter. What a treasure!

    • jonnia says:

      Something very special about a letter to you from someone dearly loved, right? And to your daughter! Those are true treasures. I have one letter from my great-grandmother to my 12 year-old self full of advice like never allowing a boy to kiss me until/unless we were married. Should have followed that!

  3. DMyles says:

    It is so funny to read this today as I made a commitment to writing letters this year. Mailing out the first two tomorrow morning. I’m glad to see hand written missives still give someone warm fuzzies.

    • Jonnia says:

      Their rarity has made them especially warm and fuzzy to me! Just hearing that you’re writing them gives me warm fuzzies. :)

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