Ever since I was little, I loved when my mother or I got the mail and there would be envelope, sometimes colorful, waiting along with the coupons and bills. Considering the fact that half of the mail was junk, an actual letter was a rarity, and while they are generally thank-you cards, we all love receiving them and seeing who it’s from.
Now it seems like we only get one of those colorful envelopes once a month, save at Christmastime.
What has happened to letter-writing?
Yes, there is texting, and email, and phone-calls, and various video-chats, but we manage to do all of those. Writing letters has disappeared almost completely, and it makes me sad. There’s something so special about writing a letter, about pouring words onto paper, and being able to feel like you could write forever.
I guess it’s rather hypocritical, typing this post on a computer when I technically could be writing it out and sending it to a friend, but I guess the world is changing, and sometimes lovely things get left behind.
Do you ever write letters? Do you miss receiving them as well? Favorite Stationary? Tell all, Adventurers (I have found a new name for you lovelies).