The Chronicles of Melinda

I sat down  last night and composed a HANDWRITTEN letter to a very special old friend from high school that I was fortunate enough to get back in touch with.  Yup- no copying, pasting, editting, spellchecking, hitting send.  I mean a HANDWRITTEN letter.  Now it probably took about three times as long as typing it would have…I type roughly 75-80 words per mitnute.  And about mid-way through I remembered what writer’s cramp is.

But when all was said and done I felt a feeling of utter accomplishment.  Like I had done something great. I mean who gets those anymore?  With the internet and e-mail…very few people take the time to sit and write handwritten letters anymore. Sure, people send cards and sign them with quick little notes.  But heck - now you can even send e-cards! (Guilty!)

So I vowed that I would take the time to give some of my friends the very personal gift of a handwritten letter at some point throughout the year.  Some of them will be friends that I talk to almost daily or e-mail back and forth with daily. But I just figure, that a handwritten letter, in my own personal handwriting with my own personal signature might really mean something these days.  

Now I love e-mail just as much as the next person.  The internet is my information highway and primary communication home base for me.  That…and text messaging.  But think about how you’d feel these days to receive a stamped, handwritten envelope that actually contains something other than a bill or a solicitation.

So if you haven’t written someone significant in your life a handwritten letter lately…think about it.  It just might brighten someone’s trip to the mailbox.

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