I don’t write letters much any more.
I’m really not that old. At least, I don’t consider 41 very old, and I bet you don’t either. But let me tell you, my kids do. What can I say? They’re teenagers. This age difference was really apparent this summer when my oldest daughter spent an afternoon writing letters to her friends. And by letters, I don’t mean texts, Facebook updates, or even e-mails. I mean the good old-fashioned kind of letters–handwritten on paper, folded... Read more