I love technology. I adore the internet and I’m an unshamed Twitter addict.
But, oh, there’s just something about slowing things down and the anticipation of waiting for something to come in the mail (and I don’t mean online shopping).
Since then, each time I see a letter in my mailbox from any of my friends from around the world , I smile so hard that my cheeks hurt – literally.
There’s something so wonderfully quaint about having pen pals. Whenever I think of them or look through the pile of letters I’ve received so far, I feel a strong rush of affection for these wonderful people and their commitment to keeping this form of communication alive.
We’ve become so conditioned to type something out quickly and press send to share our message with the world that at first, I felt strange about picking up a pen and thoughtfully putting my thoughts on paper. But now, it’s an enjoyable ritual.
It’s also comforting to think the person on the other side of these letters is also engaging in something similar… even if it’s a quick note while watching TV or whenever they have a few minutes to spare. Letters are permanent memories and it’s such a thoughtful gesture whenever someone takes the time to share their thoughts in such an intimate manner.
I hope that we will continue trading our thoughts, stories, experiences and advice for many years to come.