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Break Out Your Stationary

Recently, my mother cleaned out her attic and literally dumped 5 crates into my garage, which contained sequined dance costumes, a dozen formal gowns and bridesmaid dresses and my precious First Communion vail. When I opened one of the crates I found an accordion storage file with multiple labels: school, finance, friends and family. I immediately scrambled to the file labeled “FAMILY,” hoping and longing to read the wise words I knew existed in the letters from my precious grandmother.

I pulled out a large handful of letters and my heart melted when I saw the return address: Suzy Finch—This was “Tuie”—my dad’s mother, a Catholic convert who worked as a nurse in a hospital with nuns and learned to love the Eucharist through these ladies’ example.

Each letter, I brought to my nose and smelled the faded paper, which had a scent consisting of cigarette smoke and age.

My eyes were full of tears because I knew what was in those letters—advice to a young, confused, emotional college girl who needed someone to hit her heart with the Truth, and she did just that—no sugar-coating or beating around the bush.

She would begin her letters with “Dearest Granddaughter” and end with “Be alert and God bless.” One letter was her response to when I called her upset that my fake tooth had fallen out while at college. Even her response to that situation was witty. I value these letters and in time, will re-read each one with a box of tissues.

Hand-written letters are a lost art.

We now text, email, select all and delete. Our conversations are lost in the matrix. I find that communication involving typing has lost the heart-felt component that I value in Tuie’s letters.

My challenge to you is to hand-write a letter—to your grandmother/daughter, spouse, dear friend or someone who has supported you through the years. I guarantee they will value this simple gesture of love.

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Angela Green

Angela dreams of being a patient mom who has all her meals planned out a month in advance and laundry tucked away, all the while striving to embrace the moments God has given her family of six through their experiences in camping, paddle boarding and hiking.

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