This is a great week. I feel that I have a lot in common with a lot of people in these 7 days of saluting the handwritten note.
It is a time when those that love paper, stationery and the traditions that they create are celebrated and recognized. Hashtags create links to conversations about a traditional past time- I think this is so cool. I love it.
What sucks about National Stationery Week is that it ends and a majority of people go back to their electronic lives and send a thank you by email, a hello by text or an I love you by emoji.
I remember my friend Lindsay and I used to write each other letters when I moved to Boston. I would write and write and write. By the time I was finished, it made the envelope puffy like a pillow. I remember writing to and receiving letters from my grandmother- These are very special. Especially her little drawings of her and my grandfather with their canes in the corner of the page. The long letters to my boyfriend (now husband) describing each little moment of my day. Decorating the envelope and enclosing little treats. Which brings me to care packages.... heaven.
So, as Britain aims to #getbritainwriting this week, I will support and back up the cause. Canada needs to get writing too. But more immediate: I have to inspire my children to get writing and by that I try to lead by example.
Long live the handwritten note: The memories it creates, captures and saves.