Monday, December 17, 2012

the dying art of letter writing

this weekend, while home, I found my old stash of letters from when i was 15 or so til about 20.  I had several penpals including a few cousins and their friends i made while visiting Japan.  I was so neat to read thoses again.  Tomorrow i hope to remember where my photo albums are with any pictures they sent me.  the plan is to scan the letters, cards, and pictures to here (if i can) and to try to hunt my pen pals down after all these years.  of course, that becomes a monumental task that calls for a new year in which to do it. However, i've no scanner.  yet, lo and behold, a friend offered me a loaner for a completely unrelated project.  Funny how these things work out (if i get it done).  But now, my snorky nose and congested chest, and i are going to bed where we will thank God for all my blessings.  
Oh, duh! point of the title,  I am a nag to my kids about penmanship so i am also going to find me a penpal now, old friend or new, in which to actually converse with in long-hand snail-mail.  I think there is something to be said for technology and all it offers us but to sit one's self down to write a letter and converse requires patience and is an offering of selflessness and giving, both which i feel i need much more practice in.  January will, hopefully, bring me a refreshing start to many things i did wrong or gave up on.  I'm looking forward to it.  even if i fail i would have at least tried.

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