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Letter Writing

There is something about getting mail out of a mail box that makes me so giddy.  I know that most people grow out of this, but I seem to be loving it more and more.  That's funny, too, because after hand writing all our save-the-dates, invitations and thank you cards from our wedding season you wouldn't think that writing anything else would sound appealing.  I actually think that all that writing to people helped cultivate my love for a handwritten note that much more!

 Letter writing reminds me of being a kid and being excited about receiving little stamped notes in the post.  I recently thought to myself, "why did I stop writing letters again?".  So, I actually made it a mini goal to start hand writing letters more.  Just because.  In an age of emails, blogs :-), social networking, etc, etc, it's nice to remember how it feels to sit down in a quiet room and write a little note to someone to say hi.  I also happen to LOVE finding adorable stationary and note cards to write said notes on, so that's an added benefit!
Do you ever run across a photo of you and a friend from long ago that just brings a smile to your face?  That's happened a ton lately with organizing from our move, so I decided to pop those photos in a little card with a note to say hello.  It's so nice to know when you're thought of, don't you think?



"What a wonderful thing is the mail, capable of conveying across continents a warm human hand-clasp."  -Author Unknown


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