Hey, remember when people actually wrote letters to one another? I do, and I miss those days. When I was young, my grandparents lived half a country away and I wrote them a letter probably once a week. There was a lot to talk, er write about as a 6 year old. I'm sure my grandparents were on the edge of their floral covered couch just waiting for the mailman to deliver my weekly letter filled with important information such as what mom cooked for dinner that week, what my math assignment at school was, how the dog was doing, whether or not it had rained that week, that we had yet another cat dumped on us and what happened on the latest Simpson's episode!
Unless you count an occasional email or a Facebook wall post, I haven't written a letter in years! I did send out Christmas cards this year but they were all addressed the same way, with the same font on the same family photo. There was nothing personal about them. We got several cards in return, but my favorite of all is the real life, handwritten letter from my grandmother.
It even had a few mistakes on it! Apparently she didn't use spell check. Maybe I'm a sap, but the mistakes made it more special. It really made me want to pick up a pencil, unplug my smartphone and take a few minutes out of my day to make someone else's.
