Last month I decided to send out half a dozen letters to friends of mine. If I talk to you nearly everyday you didn't get one but for those friends I made years ago and don't telephone often I sent letters.
So far I've only gotten one back and absolutely no acknowledgement that the others were even received. Okay, I don't actually need a pat on the back for taking the time to write the letter, personalize each letter, find the envelopes - this was no small feat let me tell you - address the envelopes, get a stamp for each one and actually get them across the street and into the post box.
I'm rethinking letter writing even though I am quite good at writing letters. First of all, it's never a good idea to put anything in writing that may be able to be used against you at a later date. On the other hand, I want stuff put into writing so that I can, ahem, refer to it if I think I'm being lied to. Nothing I put into those letters I sent last month would be damaging to myself or my family and everything I wrote was true but, still, taking the time to write a letter takes valuable time I could've used updating this blog. Or playing on FaceBook.
I still have to write letters to the kids we sponsor. They write back and ooh and aah over whatever little trinket I might have enclosed. They have to write to me at least three times a year but I truly enjoy sending them mail because they write back.
If you want a letter you'll have to promise to send me one back. And I want that in writing - you can use my email - before I go looking for those envelopes again.