I considered myself mostly a closet writer until recently. In the past I wrote for myself. I wrote little stories, songs, and poems for my daughters. I didn’t think my words had got out there at all.
Then the prompt for this month got me thinking, and I realized … I wrote for people all the time.
I was an avid letter writer.
I can remember spending hours writing letters, from the time I was 10 years old. I loved putting words to paper, describing things, telling goofy stories. Who knows whether or not the recipients of those letters truly appreciated them, but I sure enjoyed writing them.
When email first came on the scene, I still wrote long letters to people, often apologizing for how long they were. For some reason I had the idea that email was meant to be brief. My emails have now become almost non-existent unless business related. Nowadays, what with Facebook, texting, etc., communication has become more of a snapshot than a portrait.
As I wrote this post I started to feel sad that my letter writing has gone by the wayside. But then I recognized that my blog has taken the place of my letter writing. When I write posts for my blog, it’s as though I am writing a letter to a friend, like I did in the old days.
Over the past few years, a good friend has been periodically returning letters I sent to her 10, 12 … 20 years ago. With each one she reminds me how my words arrived at just the right time to encourage and cheer her. For me, each one is a surprise and a gift.
In a remarkable twist, my words have come back to minister to ME!
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