When I was a kid, I hit a phase when I wanted a pen pal.
Maybe I was intrigued with the possibility of communication with a person somewhere in the wide world beyond the limits of the map dot I call home.
I was still young enough to get mail sent by someone who didn’t want my money so maybe it was the childish thrill of a letter addressed to me and hidden, like a surprise, in the mailbox.
(more…)We have officially begun a new year and left last year behind.
Before the calendar flipped to 2018, I thought about something else which is just about a thing of the past. (more…)
Dear Maelynn and Maggie,
It’s Christmas, but you two were already fast asleep when this letter was written.
In a few minutes, your first Christmas will be your first Christmas past. (more…)
Dear Maelynn and Maggie,
I saw both of you for the first time yesterday.
It was the most surreal thing I’ve ever experienced. (more…)
To my nieces,
I was wrong about you. (more…)
To my nieces and/or nephews,
I found out about both of you on Christmas day.
You were a Christmas surprise to all of us, except your mama and daddy, and what a surprise you were. (more…)
Somebody once said letter writing is a lost art.
That’s probably true, considering most of the written communication we see nowadays is on some sort of screen.
I read an article on the Internet — which kind of proves my above point — about someone who had the idea to craft responses to text messages in calligraphy, snap photos of the paper with a phone camera and send the pictures as replies.
The web went wild, as if seeing whole words written out instead of abbreviated brought about a wave of nostalgia it wasn’t sure it could handle.
It made me LOL.
