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I would say thank you
I think to one of my dear friends it would be meaningful. She herself loves to send them, too, just for to send a personal note of loving kindness, which is always a joy to read. This question inspires me to send her handwritten notes in return, most probably it would bring joy to her heart, too. Such a sweet reminder! Thank you for this inspiring question.
I would write to the divine and ask him why he’s making us go through all of this.
I make all kinds of stuff into cards that I send, especially to my bro and his wife, and to my recently widowed friend. They don’t have big messages, but I love sending them. I’ve had 2 craft classes this year, and I turn anything on paper into a card. They seem to appreciate them.
I would write it to everyone suffering in the world, that I don’t have answers but I do care and hope to find ways to improve things.
For the past few years I wrote cards and notes to my Aunt Dolores. She had outlived all her siblings and friends and was our family’s last connection to that generation. Every time she received a note from me should would call and we’d discuss all the family news. She died this summer at age 96 and I really miss writing to her.
Brother David Steindl-Rast. “Gratefulness rocks!”
What a good plan, dear Drew – have you ever met him? He’s wonderful. Warm wishes to you –
if i could choose out of everyone i would write a letter to 6 year old me. i´d tell her that she is beautiful and meaningful and no matter what happens in life she will always have a place on this earth, that thing would get better, then worse and then better again. i´d tell her to embrace the pain and be appriciative of the things in her life that are nice and beautiful.i feel like it would really be healing for me knowing that somone warned her for what´s to come.
Maddie, I love this message!!!
I definitely want to write a handwritten letter or card to the people who have housed me when I have commuted for my internship. It has been such an honor to get to know these people and to experience their generosity. I would write about how much I appreciate their willingness to cook for me and make room for me to stay at their homes and, for one family, how much I loved getting to know their animal companions.
It would be great to write a handwritten letter to me. Often I go out of my way to give support either in person or email and ignore me. I will write that I am awesome, worthy loveable. I am so strong and a survivor for the difficulties that I experienced and was able to pull though. I am proud of myself that this week is the 10 year anniversary of sobriety and that because of it, I was able to dive deeply into my inner self, see the reasons why I was abusing, and work on a plan to self heal. I’ve found other avenues to deal with my trials and tribulations such as in meditation, gratitude and soul searching. A much better way of experiencing life and a lot more healthy , both physically and mentally
Congrats Devy- that is awesome and you should be very proud of that:)
Congrats on you decade of sober inner journey.
When I was seven years old I scrawled out a recipe for what I thought was a beef stew and sent it to my Grandmother. I followed that with a letter telling her my Mother had worn lipstick (shocking). Fifty years later, the letters were returned to me after my Grandmother had passed. She had kept them in a safe spot all those years. My Mother and I got such a chuckle out of it, as I am sure Grandmother did as well. Nice this question brought up such a nice memory.
I am thinking of you! To all the people you care about but do not speak or see often
I would write a letter to my future self. I’d tell her that nothing is ever as bad as I make it out to be, that it’s ok if I can’t do everything, all I can do is try and live in the present, walk the path lightly, and try not to kick up too much dust.
I would write a letter to my father who is deceased. Just thanking him for all the information that he gave me from the time he was present with us. He was truly blessed among measures to provide so much information and to add to the quality of my life. I miss him sooo much.
One of my recurring life lessons is the impact of a few thoughtful words. My young self thought cards were a waste of money and trees…and then I experienced a couple of traumatic losses and the outpouring of support was a lifeline. …be it a handful of words letting me know I was in someone’s thoughts….a shared memory…it was all impactful and meaningful. As I moved forward with my life my feelings about cards/notes changed…this has been a lovely reminder. I think I will start with the zany gas attendant who always stops to chat with me …I know that he has no idea how I appreciate his amazing energy.
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