Guess what, everyone? I just shipped off another letter to Tech as another bloggy friend has submitted an entry in the “Write My Kid an Old-Fashioned Letter” Contest!
This one traveled all the way from Miami.
When I tore open the envelope, I found a miniature piece of art because this little card? It’s hand-painted on one side.
Remember that guy who was following me on Twitter? @Stuart_Sheldon? I wrote about him HERE? Well, Stu wrote a letter for my kid. How cool is that?
I call this one “For a Bro.”
Because Stu penned “For a Bro” in ink on the front of the card.
Stu’s letter contains some profound advice.
On the surface, Stu’s advice may appear to be for the heterosexual male.
If you look deeper, you’ll understand that his words are really a life metaphor for anyone of any sexual orientation.
In fact, Stu’s letter is so profound, the counselors at Tech’s camp should read it to all the campers in the village and then launch a 3-day mass program based on his words of wisdom.
Check it out.
In case you can’t read Stu’s words, I’ve translated here:
So Tech, here’s the thing about camp –
Talk to that girl you think is ALL THAT. You know the one! She makes you feel all shy cuz she’s so pretty and nice and natural and smiley. And maybe you think, “I could never talk to her; she’d never like me. She’s out of my league.” WRONG! She will like you and think you are kind and a gentleman…BECAUSE YOU ARE. Worst case, she will be your friend. Best case…who knows.
But life is about marching up to what you desire most and introducing yourself.
Trust me, little brother. I got your back.
Are you crying? I kinda teared up a little when I read Stu’s words.
The tone found in the letter is a lot like the one in Stu’s blog where he writes beautiful, heartfelt pieces about being a father to two young sons. About being a husband and a father, a writer and an artist, a thinker and a dreamer, finding his way in the world.
I know it’s easier to type or text these days, but typed letters don’t feel the way a real letter feels in your hands. I don’t care how many emoticons you use.
There is intimacy in the ink.
I love Stu’s loopy letters, the lightness of his hand in some places, and the places where he chose to linger and make things dark.
And I love Stu’s message, too. And I assume Tech will, too. Once a counselor reads the letter to him. You know, because he can’t read cursive since they don’t teach it in school anymore.
Read Stu’s latest piece HERE, and poke around a bit. He likes that.
Who sent you the last handwritten letter you received? Do you feel the difference between typed and handwritten letters the way I do?
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