My brother sent me the addresses of my nieces. The eldest is studying equine science at Cornell and the youngest is going to sleep away camp in Maine. And the best part? I can write to them! Yes, old-fashioned letters! I look for fun stationery and pretty stamps. These days camps don’t allow food care packages; too many worries about allergies, mice in cabins, and wanting to encourage healthy eating. I can send little games, cards, and such.
I still have a few postcards the kids wrote when they were at camp. Nothing was ever too informative—“Camp is good” sort of letters, but I loved receiving them. Many camps now allow faxes and email. Where’s the fun in that? Perhaps denying instant parental communication allows a kid to settle in and adjust. Parents don’t need to hear every complaint. (They get enough of that at home!)
I can bemoan the lack of letter writing; wax nostalgic about how I melted sealing wax as a kid to tamper-proof my letters. But I’ve succumbed to email like everyone else. I tried writing to my daughter in college now and then but had to email her to tell her to go to the post office.
Still, it’s hard to resist buying boxes of stationery, even if they’re piled up on my desk. I write the occasional card (I’m a stickler for hand-written thank you notes), but most sit untouched.
How about you? Do you write personal letters? Do you save them?