we're renovating our house a bit - kind of helping us move on after papa's passing away. and i was presented with my box of treasured letters. of course, with clutter cleaning, these are almost always the first to go. so i browsed through the letters and memories flooded me. i couldn't bear to throw them all away - so i kept those which are dear to me and hold significant events or words of encouragement from friends. i even found letters written by pen friends from turkey and spain. :) and some which were written long long time ago, but is still relevant today.

i miss letter-writing. the romance of choosing the paper to write on to the perfect pen that glides ever so-smoothly on the paper... now that to me is sheer joy.

i should start picking up my pen again.