writing monday: words as gifts
A few weeks ago, in the heat of an argument, Paul said, “I see you write all the time. And you never write to me anymore!”
He was right. I used to write to him a lot more. But I fell out of the habit. And since we are always together–cleaning, cooking, working, playing–living our daily lives right next to each other, I grew complacent and assumed he knows how I feel about him.
But when he (yelled) that at me, I realized that, like me, he just needed the words in front of him, needed to hold onto them.
So I spent some time honoring him, us, and the thousand moments we’ve shared since our journal started gathering dust, and wrote him a letter, letting him know how grateful I am for him and the life we’ve created together.
Then I wrote Oliver a letter because he has been feeling like Lucy gets all of the attention lately.
And last, I wrote a letter to a boy on our team who lost a friend two months ago.
Now I am a little behind on my work goals. But my heart feels bigger from simply taking time to give people words to let them know they are loved and valued. The time was worth the giving.
Today, write a letter to someone to whom you want to express gratitude. Address, stamp, and and send it, and know that your words and time are an act of giving light to this world.