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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