The Letters Spell You

I love to text- It’s an easy quick way to reach out.

I love to email- no stamps, no waiting, just instant communication.

Talking on the phone- talking everywhere, talking all the time.

I keep in touch right away with anyone, anytime, from anywhere in the world.  Recently I was texting back and forth to two different friends at the same time while one was in China and the other was is England.  Fast. Quick. Brief. Fun.

Real, sweet, intimate communication… almost never.


I have a file that I take out every once in a while of letters from my parents, notes from kids, and cards from friends.  I love reading and rereading them.  I feel in touch with those who have passed and times that were golden.  Recently it struck, there are no new missives.

Of course, there is nothing new we don’t write letters anymore.

All this time spent “reaching out”, giving a brief “shout to”, catching up, letting you know, is coming up stale on the scale of making real connections.  I am spending too much time yakking and texting that I have been missing out on something precious.

I remember when going to the mailbox meant more than bills, catalogues and circulars.  It meant the possibility of a letter.  Those letters brief or long held the voices and thoughts of someone far away.  The voices were locked onto stationary that could be held and read and read over decades.

Why don’t we write each other anymore?

Letter writing can’t be deleted.  What I put down is more intimate and lasting.  It bears my handwriting, as personal as my fingerprint.   A letter is a  loving, whisper for someone else’s ears only, not the cold, sterile, black and white shout out of an email.  A letter touches my heart because it took the time to script, to address, to stamp, and to put into a post box.  A text is thought to fingers- little effort.  The love spent on a letter means so much more than the XOXOX or an emoji passed from one phone to the next.

Don’t get me wrong there is a time and place for the frequency of the current methods… like every day, all day.

However, while family and friends get an immediate sort of closeness, they are missing the very personal me of a letter.  The black and white fonted mailings could be from anyone, at any time and are easily wiped away and forgotten.

So, I’ve been writing, stamping, and mailing again.  Not long letters, but short penned notes and cards.  I giving more of me to them and it feels good.

How do you really connect?

As Always,




  1. Michelle says:

    I agree so much. Writing and receiving letters is awesome. We’re not always good at it, but at the very least, my husband and I send handwritten postcards to the grandkids on the regular.

    1. Beth says:

      Just think of how great it is for the grands to get those cards. They may not know it now, you’re building memories that will last forever.

  2. Agreed. We have communication. We do not have connection. There’s a huge difference there. I have a writer friend who prefers epistolary writing over high tech. I get cards and letters from her all the time, and what a joy it is when they show up in my mailbox. I wish I could say I reply in kind. *sigh* The truth is, I don’t know where she finds the time. But I’m grateful that she does.

    1. Beth says:

      Like everything else, for me it’s building in a habit. A little less time on the computer and I can dash off a note or two. But it is a pain to build a new habit.

  3. Grammy Dee says:

    I was thinking about this just the other day. I saw some pretty note cards in the store that were blank inside, just perfect for sending a quick hello to friends and family across the miles. I bought them…will I ever use them – probably not. Kinda sad in a way, electronics have taken over. Commenting from The Women of Midlife FB group. Shared on social media 🙂

    1. Beth says:

      If you bought the cards, I’m betting that you’ll use them and that the rewards will be two-fold.

  4. Laura Ehlers says:

    So true! I moved a lot as a kid and still have letters from friends in old places.
    I still try to send a letter here and there. Although a new friend, met in vacation, an email exchange has developed. I should begin printing them out. Not as great as a snail mail letter but close!

    1. Beth says:

      Great idea. I’ve didn’t think about printing out the more precious of emails to save. Thanks for the obvious (too obvious to see) tip.

  5. I agree, too! I have a very few friends and family members who still take the time to send written, mailed cards and notes. I appreciate these people so much! Sadly, I don’t take time to do it myself. Thanks for your inspiration!

    1. Beth says:

      During quiet times, while watching TV I can dash off a note or two. I even pre-address envelopes so that I can quickly write out a card while I’m thinking of someone and not have to worry about the nasty addressing/stamping part.
      Thank you for stopping by,

  6. we still send letters to some of my older relatives. They are always so happy to receive them. Its worth taking a few minutes to do.

    1. Beth says:

      Why just your older relatives? My younger nieces and nephews love getting letters and cards.

  7. Cathy says:

    Such truth in this. I remember in high school pining away waiting for letters from my boyfriend who was away at college. And I kept every one! Something special about letters that we just don’t get with all our modern communication!

    1. Beth says:

      Oh I had forgotten those boyfriend letters.

  8. Sue says:

    Hi Beth, I’ve been thinking the same thing lately. I have a letter from Grandmother wrote to my Mum when she was in hospital after giving birth to my brother. That letter is almost 67 years old and I treasure it. I am like you in that I mostly text and email but there is something special about receiving a letter in the mail isn’t there?

    1. Beth says:

      Oh that sounds like such a wonderful letter… If you’re like me just your grandmother’s handwriting pulls at your heart strings.

  9. I WANT to do that. It would be a good thing. Thank you.

    1. Beth says:

      Once the habit is made, it’s a pretty easy thing to do.

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