Remember when part of the fun of having a pen pal
was the giddy, itchy anticipation of waiting for their reply?
The interminable frustration of having to wait,
like waiting for Christmas, or you birthday.
Would an envelope be in today’s mail?
Or today’s? Or today’s?
Then — oh joy! — the feel of the smooth paper in your hands.
Sensing their spirit in the shape of their letters, the choice of stamp.
The sound of tearing open the flap.
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And the recognition of my penpal’s handwriting. I was a big letter writer and now with email, write no letters. I do exchange Christmas cards with a friend and get a little thrill when I get her card see her writing. It’s so Margaret. I think it’s a loss, not seeing people’s writing, decorations on the envelope, how thick it is, how many pages this time.
I agree, Shannon. (Not a big surprise, given that I’m a calligrapher! :)) There’s nothing like getting something hand-written through the mail.
Thanks Melissa. I just did my card response to the topic and wrote:
“I do anticipate your reply.
I try to pour out my heart in honesty, truth and love.
I do not know your response,
your heart or where your life or day might be at right now.
But I am thankful that we are journeyers on this planet.
We both are heroes of our own stories.
I am thankful when either sides of the planet
can touch hands or hearts in someway,
And see the magical, mystery unfold.”
Sue Stergo.
Beautiful, Sue! Thanks so much for sharing it here!
I especially like “I am thankful when either sides of the planet
can touch hands or hearts in someway”
Evocative!