Love Notes

It is so easy to send text and email.  But to send a handwritten note in the mail takes a little more effort, an envelope, a stamp; maybe even a trip out and an interruption of productivity.

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I had the most wonderful dog.  Her name was Roxxy.  She was very gentle and loved to run.  One day she got out of the fence and ran.  As soon as I noticed Roxy was out I called and she came back immediately.  My phone rang shortly after and an angry neighbor jogger told me how scared she was.  Roxy had been chasing her. (Roxxy was a Rottweiler, so I understood her fear)  I apologized and tried to reassure her my dog was gentle.  Then followed up with a note inviting her over to get to know us both better.  The lady called me again.  She said it had been a very long time since anyone had written her. The note made all the difference in our future relationship.

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The real Roxxy.  Photo courtesy of her human mom, Holly Sepety, who raised her from a pup.

I learned to write notes from my mother.  She was depression era so she wrote on anything: old envelopes, scraps of paper, ledger paper.  She wrote to me in college on 8 1/2 x 11 lined paper, front and back, 3 pages folded into a little envelope. Her letters would begin like this:  I got up at 6 am this morning and ironed for 2 hours, then I went to the store to get…for dinner, Then a got a phone call….  and so on.  She covered her day from sun up until bed time.  She wrote 2-3 times a week.  My roommate and dorm friends all wanted to read her letters.  I did not understand their letter envy until I realized some did not get any mail.  Mom’s mundane routine fascinated them and helped us all be a little less homesick.  My mom taught me that sharing simple things could make someone else’s day.  So I write. Most days I use texts and emails.  For special times, I use snail mail, and I write.  Thanks, Mom.

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