Some days putting pencil to paper or fingers to keyboard feels like such a chore. Writing can be so much about timelines and deadlines and information to pound out. Then somebody you love gives you the prettiest zippered leather pouch, with a bold command to keep at it spelled out in gold letters, and you remember the glorious why of it all. You can't wait to get back to the page.
When is the last time you found a personal note peeking out of your mailbox? From someone who gathered paper, pen or laptop (and thoughts) and focused solely on dear, wonderful you? Well, there will always be correspondence to open here. Love letters from life, written just for you.