The other day, Jacob asked to write a letter. He got out his paper and pen, an envelope and asked where the stamps were. I was really surprised because I realized, I’d never talked to him about “real mail”. He’d gotten the idea from watching a youtube video of mail-trucks (of course). I initially felt bad that youtube had done my job, but it got me thinking. When was the last time I sent snail mail? Just wrote a letter, on pretty paper, stamped it and sent it on it’s way? I couldn’t remember. When I was younger, I had a stationary set. A box with compartments for stationary, envelopes, pens, stamps and stickers and I remember feeling so inspired every time I opened it and put pen to paper.
I’m not good with set challenges, hence why none of my New Year’s challenges made it through April, but I’ve decided to handwrite more letters, and to teach my boys to do the same. I love the digital age we live in, it’s a convenience that is much needed sometimes, but some of my most treasured items, are the handwritten notes and letters I’ve saved and tucked away in my memory box.