There are times I am wistful of the days when people wrote letters more often. When it was exciting to get a letter from someone you cared about, with news on how much they were up to and how much they missed you, reminding you that someone, somewhere out in the world, was thinking about you and loves you. It was more personal to see that handwritting, the tear of the envelope when you recognized the handwriting on the envelope. Oh…but today it’s the cold world of texting. Movng letters, descriptive of what was going on in some other part of the world, now boils down to a “‘sup” text.