Thing #9. Write someone a letter.
Yes, a letter. A hand-written, on paper,
fold-it-up-and-put-a-stamp-on-it letter. Or a card. Cards are good.
Letters mean more than they ever did. Email, texting, and phone calling are easier, quicker, and more efficient. But a letter. A letter has meaning and value.
My mother was a good letter writer. While I attended college
400 miles away from home, I received a letter from my mother every Wednesday. As I read each one, I
pictured her sitting at the kitchen counter on a Monday morning, recounting
what happened the week before, anticipating what lay ahead. It was never
anything particularly profound, but the fact that she wrote me every week
reminded me I was loved and missed.
That’s the value of a letter. It says that you cared enough
to stop what you were doing for more than 30 seconds and think about what you
could say to someone to brighten their day, to let them know you care, to
remind them they’re loved and missed.
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