I am taking a few days off from logging on the family letters.  It has been good for me to spend these hours reading about moments in a time, that happened long before  I came around.

These people (my parents to be) are fresh out of high school and just began seeing each other.  In fact, there were other boys and other girls they were involved with, so no marriage was on the horizon.

Having read about 75 letters with probably 150 to go, I am struck by a wonderful observation….now hardly mentioned…..true communication.

How natural it is for them to write, to catch up, to thank, to ask, to announce….all with a pen, paper, stamp, and a few moments.  They are happy to talk write, to share their day, their job, their friends, and their jokes…. with a pen and a piece of paper.

Diaries are also full of life, music, schooling, new jobs, anger, pain, sadness, illness, and death. All with a small book with lines and a pen.

And who would have thought, these two people in 1936, that their daughter, at age74, would not only be reading  their special and every day experiences, but also, in a day they never could imagine,  print these moments for all to see……and even more, that it will last forever, I say, forever.

Communication needs to take a step back and rest with the special moments of regular living, by ordinary people, doing ordinary things, and doing them with love.

Take that paper, pen, and stamp, surprise someone with a note of ‘just think’in of you’, or ‘how’s the weather out there’, or tell Grandma and Granddad I love them’.  You will make their hearts sing,  including your own….don’t ever forget how to write…..

later…