A lost art

 The Lost Art of Letters: A Stamp from the Past

While clearing out some old papers recently, I came across a bundle of greeting cards—birthdays, anniversaries, Christmas, Easter, get well soons, congratulations... all from my mother, who passed away some years ago.

She loved sending cards and writing letters.

Never just signed them—she wrote. A few lines about her life, questions about ours. Reading them brought back a flood of memories, and yes, a few tears. But mostly, it was that warm, fuzzy feeling. The kind that makes you pause and smile.

In today’s world of instant everything, who has time to write a letter, let alone post one? We’re all racing somewhere, with no time to stop and smell the roses—let alone try the road less taken or lie in bed doing absolutely nothing.

I grew up in the age of postcards, inlands, aerograms, and good old envelopes with stamps you actually licked (yes, we licked them—gross, but true). The joy of putting pen to paper is something this generation might never truly understand. It wasn’t fast, but it was real.

Now we’ve got WhatsApp, Messenger, and more acronyms than I can keep up with. Just yesterday, a former pupil messaged me from Canada. In one chat I learned: YMMD (You made my day), FACK (Fully acknowledge), IMHO (In my humble opinion), and TIA (Thanks in advance). Polite, yes. Personal? Not quite.

We've traded handwritten letters, pen pals, and even love letters for likes, LOLs, and disappearing messages. But no emoji will ever match the impact of a handwritten note that says, “I’m thinking of you.”

Letters and cards are timeless. They say, you matter. That someone took the time to sit, write, seal, stamp, and send. That’s not just communication—that’s connection.

Maybe it's time we brought that back. Write a card. Lick a stamp (if you're brave). Post a letter. You might just make someone’s day—no abbreviation required.