As I sit here this morning, a little pouty because I cannot skype with Mikaela (her cat chewed through her power cable), I cannot call Mikaela

(her cell phone died a horrible death, I believe at the hands of its owner ~ no charges are being pressed at this time) ~ I ended up chuckling to myself ~

ok, outloud!  This whole miraculously technological world we live in is indeed the whole reason Mikaela and I are incommunicado at the present time…

So, I wrote her a letter ~ with a pen.  and some beautiful stationery from Italy.  and I’ll peel a “forever” stamp off my roll, adhere it to the addressed envelope,

and know in a week’s time (probably longer with our postal system), I’ll have put a smile on my daughter’s face when she sees a letter from Mahja and not

just a water bill ~ “What a lot we lost when we stopped writing letters. You can’t reread a phone call.” Liz Carpenter wrote that ~ amazing.

“What you do speaks so loud that I cannot hear what you say.”  Ralph Waldo Emerson

“Wrinkles should merely indicate where smiles have been.”  Mark Twain