love’s letters lost

i started thinking about this last week, and it’s in my head tonight again so i figured it’s time to log it. blog it.

you know what makes me a bit sad? i wonder if people growing up today will ever know the wonder of the love letter.

like back in the day, when you’d write your heart out to someone on actual PAPER, using an actual WRITING IMPLEMENT.

or you’d receive one – your breath caught in your throat, your heart skipped a beat when you saw your name written on it, and you’d open it to scan it quickly to see how much was written, to know how much you had to look forward to before you sat down and slowly digested every delicious word. then you wanted seconds, thirds, even dessert.

i probably still have most of mine. i still remember much of what i wrote to others. these words and the resulting emotions are etched on me forever.

kids today text. if random social media stats are correct, kids don’t even email anymore. you think about how easy it is to text things to people. short, snippy snapshots at 160 characters per. anything of substance? hang on a couple minutes while you wait for the three-to-four texts to roll in, one after another. your auto-correct changes “heartbeat” to “harvest,” but you’ll still get the gist, right? your heart might still skip a beat, but it’s more from the wait than the words. email and text versions? too easy to delete when things turn sour. paper has a permanence that digital doesn’t.

it’s too easy. too choppy and too disjointed.

that the love letter might be a lost art is a blow to love (and life) as we know it.


2 responses to “love’s letters lost

  • Sue


    Great observations…you are right. I still remember the love letters that came to me from my love, far away at war. Those letters kept us connected until he returned for our wedding. Writing a letter IS a lost art.

    Post Script: Our marriage failed, but afterwards (before I burned them) I re-read each one of those letters, and felt the love that had been there; to this day, I wonder where the love had gone. You can’t possibly put those thoughts and feelings into a text, or even into an e-mail. Pen to paper, sending them off and waiting (impatiently) for a reply. Those were the days. I wrote “Fly it” on the outside of my letters; he wasn’t required to use postage… It was a different era, that’s for sure. And something has been lost in this digital age.

    The really sad thing is that those who communicate by text, have no idea that they are missing anything. Remembering, you have inspired me to write my Mom a good old fashioned letter. Thanks!

    So glad you blogged your thoughts.

    Your fan,


  • irreverence press

    aww…thanks so much for your comment, sue! what an awesome story – i can’t even imagine how intense it must’ve been to wait for letters from someone you loved while he was off to war. that just takes it to a whole new dimension. i’m so happy to have inspired you to write to your mom – i heard from a couple others (all guys, interestingly!) who were inspired to go dig up their old letters and such that they’d kept. pretty cool! thank you for being one of my readers. 🙂

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