Almost every morning, I wake up and read a blog by a noted American historian. I have learned to do so before my half-hour meditation, as I need to regain at least a modicum of tranquillity to face the day, and the America she describes is a convoluted and often seemingly hopeless one. I marvel at her ability to write coherently, informatively and movingly almost every day. And it makes me envious.
What a wonderful piece of writing ! Well done Kris !
I will be asking for a fountain pen for Christmas ❤️
Unlike Kristen, I am certainly not a gifted writer. However, as I have gotten older I have realized how much even the shortest of notes or the few sentences in a card, have a special meaning for the recipient. Since I now reside in Florida and away from friends and family, it is a lovely way to stay connected to them. I too have a fountain pen for writing those notes and cards.
Until age 21, life spend on 3 continents meant "pen pals"..remember that? A few months ago, an old friend who lives not far, she and I have commenced a "pen pal" exchange. it is pure whimsy and yet, the connection effected with paper, ink and sometimes hand delivery, creates a stiller atmosphere apart from the daily techno chaos. Merci Alice. Your creation is a blessing. A pleasure to experience in the reading.
Beautiful written, Kris! After a rough few years this echoes my own thoughts about returning to letter writing to communicate to the people who mean the most my life.
Never doubt that you are an exceedingly talented writer.
One of my desk drawers are full of blank cards for children to adults. I write notes of all sorts or a poem and send regularly to a variety of loved ones or friends. Through Covid and now, I gathered a list of ones stuck in care homes, sending notes, a short 'cat' story with a picture. I am not sure who gets the most value out of it, them or me. Thank you for sharing this letter to all of us.
So beautifully written Kris! Over the years I am one of the lucky ones who has received and treasured handwritten notes from you. The care you take to find lovely paper and note cards combined with thoughtful words mean so much. C
A beautiful, thoughtful essay. I was moved, especially by the gracious sentence beginning "permit me..."
When I receive an envelope addressed to me, from you, I am always bubbling to tear at the seal and relish in its words. Instead of the often generic birthday salutations or Christmas pleasantries we receive from others, your notes and words are always jotted in pen (fountain pen!) so deliberately, with intention and depth of meaning. I always feel seen and loved and supported by the simplest holiday card. And it’s not the writing per se that I necessarily so admire, but rather, the substance and intention behind the words. The way you reveal how well you know me. How beautifully and simply you create and articulate a connection that circumvents frivolity, and leaves me feeling loved and acknowledged in such a transcendent way.