Monday, February 13, 2012


There aren't many things as special as receiving a handwritten letter.  I am blessed to have letters that my paternal grandfather wrote to my grandmother during the Second World War.  They are so precious to me and make me long to have known my grandparents better.  I am in awe at the neatness and beauty of my grandfather's handwriting albeit that he might be writing in very bad light, in a trench, who knows what the conditions could have been like, but this did not deter him from writing to my grandmother EVERY DAY. 

Think about getting yourself a writing pad and beautiful pen and write to someone today...

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