In this day and age of email and texting, it is a rare but delightful occurrence to open your mailbox and find a handwritten letter waiting for you.
In this last year especially, I have rediscovered the joy of writing letters.
I’ve been sending lots more letters.
I mentioned briefly last week that I am starting a new writing project.
It’s called Letters from Alison.
Some of the letters are to myself, some are to my children. Some are to countries or places or people.
Some are letters I have actually written and sent and others just exist in this space.
Not unlike other writing projects I’ve done in the past (12 Days of Stories or 48 Walks), this project has been a little injection of creativity for me and has informed much of the free writing I’ve done recently.
Over the next few weeks, I’m going to share a few of these letters on my website.
I hope that they will bring you a little joy or inspire you to write a letter or two of your own.
By way of introduction, here is a little gem my mama saved from 1984.
I wrote most of my letters back then at school.
I’m sorry for those who have grown up with texting because that they have missed the glorious old phase of life known as “passing notes.”
I passed many a note in my school days.
One day I wrote one to my mama, as she often stuck notes to me in my lunchbox.
I’m so glad she saved it.
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