I captured the lost art of letter writing today. Well, I wrote a letter anyhow. Pen to paper. No words or pseudo-words were scrawled out with the exclusive use of my thumbs.

It felt so good to start a greeting with these words, “To My Dearest Uncle…”

My Uncle Wayne, (near the end of his life and his days battling cancer), lives out-of-state in a care facility. The kids and I send a big envelope of well-wishes that included art projects, cards, Scriptures and a family photo.

I hope our snail mail helps give him comfort as he hopes for a pain free Spring.