I am fairly certain you would agree that getting an actual letter in the mail from a friend is one of life’s little gleeful joyous gifts. It feels nice to get positive comments on our Facebook pages, yes. But a card in the mail with words meant just for your eyes? Heaven.
I was so incredibly intrigued when I fell upon Kim Werker’s Write Me a Letter page on her blog. She seems like a super swell lady and she would like for you to entrust to her your creative fears put on paper and delivered to her door in Vancouver. Of writing letters to friends in her younger years, she says, “Even if my friend never wrote back, I needed to have the experience of examining myself from what I anticipated might be their perspective. And I needed to feel, sometimes, like I got things off my chest. I needed to share the burden.”
That sharing and letting go of mental burdens was certainly the impetus behind the PostSecret project. If you are unfamiliar with this project that turned into something amazing, visit the post secret page and you’ll quickly be stunned.
I have very fond memories of a pen pal from grade school. And I was once voted the person most likely to have just sent you the last card you received. I love sending people stuff by snail mail. And I suspect I am not alone in this love. I am awaiting a new pen pal match up exchange from the postmark society arranged by Bedside Design’s Christie’s Jones and Kory Woodard. View the description here and here.
In the end, we are made of our connections. They are scrolled on our hearts with calligraphy flourishes. And they can only be installed there with interactions. Kind and thoughtful interactions. Ones that mean more. Like a piece of you someone can hold. A letter, a photo, and words you have touched.
When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone you liked or loved or wanted to gift your support or admiration to? If you want me to write you, find me on Facebook and direct message me. I’ll be glad to.