I spent most of this afternoon writing letters and notes. Not on the computer, but by hand. Such a satisfying thing, to convey thought using paper and pen. Today was my day to send birthday congratulations or thanks or express hopes and prayers to those who are ill.
The computer is a marvelous tool. But so many emails are read quickly and then deleted. Some of the most precious things I have are cards, poems and drawings done by my son Matthew from the time he was little. I have a special box which holds these along with letters and cards from my parents and other loved ones. I've read them so many times over the years. They make me laugh, they make me cry, they make me remember.