Two weeks ago, my dear friend Claire got engaged. Two days after the sweet proposal she earned another diploma–this girl does not mess around. I am just so happy for Claire + Geoff (the lucky guy) and for the bright future that lies before them.
my pigeon has arrived
Friends, I came home to the most exciting package last Sunday. My very own pigeon. I patiently waited while the flock received necessary training in Italy. And now he’s here (or at least I think he’s a he)! He had a long journey so I’m giving him some time to stretch his wings and orient himself with New York City.
a letter for the ‘wedding whisperer’
I know I’m in the minority here, but I didn’t want a wedding. Don’t get me wrong, I love weddings–other people’s weddings. I found my best friend, someone I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with and that’s good enough for me. But I am an only child and I know I’d be disappointing a lot of friends and family if Adam and I didn’t do something.
a big thank you for Charlotte
Charlotte is one of the loveliest ladies I know. She has southern charm, a heart of gold, and lucky for me, an eye for sparkle. Charlotte kindly volunteered to show Adam the ropes when it came to selecting an engagement ring. Knowing a certified gemologist is a good thing friends! A very good thing.
a letter for a blushing bride
My oldest friend Kristin got married in October and I had the honor of being a bridesmaid. I wanted to write her a letter, call it a toast on paper, to commemorate the occasion. I know she will have lots of wedding gifts, photos and memories to mark the day. But for me, nothing beats a letter– fitting too, considering the crazy amount of note passing we did back in the day. Forgive me, my time management was suffering that week so I penned from my airline tray table (and photographed with my iPhone).
a letter for Shannan
I’m always “chuffed to bits” when readers contact me. Email, post-box, even a thumbs up on facebook–it’s all gravy. I write letters because I enjoy correspondence (and paper of course). But boy is it nice to know you dear readers are out there!
a love letter for Adam
Well friends, a lot happened while I was away. Bits and pieces will make their way back here I’m certain, but there is bit of news that just can’t wait–I am getting married! And its in big part, because of a letter.
You remember Adam, right? Well we’ve been friends for years, eleven to be exact. We met in college, fought over fridge space in two apartments, and stayed friends long after graduation. When he moved to New York City a few years ago we picked up right where we left off. Our families knew each other, I was the unofficial date to all plus-one affairs, and best of all, we genuinely enjoyed spending time with each other. After a few false starts, I decided it was time. This time, for real. So I sent him a letter.
I picked this card, mostly because of its school-charm. Do you remember passing notes like these in grade school? Inside I asked if it would be okay if I called him my boyfriend. I popped it in the mail and waited three (!) days for a reply. And just like that, we were going steady. And then, madly in love. Eight months later we were fighting over fridge space again. And a few months after that, Adam asked me to marry him on a boat at sunset.
I am a sucker for love and I feel so blessed to have found the truest kind with Adam.
Whats the best letter you ever sent? I think this one is mine.
one hundred and sixty-nine: a letter for a wonderful father
Today is Father’s Day. I am very fortunate to have a wonderful Dad (he dubbed himself Mr. Wonderful and I let it stick) whom I adore. I hope you have the same, or another paternal influence that likes a celebratory meal at a delicious restaurant!
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June 19, 2011
Dad,
This globe reminds me of the weekly summaries you made me to write during middle school. As if having six classes and six homework assignments wasn’t enough, I was the only kid forced to write summaries on them all. No, I haven’t forgotten. I also haven’t forgotten the time you took my dolls away or when you signed me up for co-ed basketball during my formative teen years.
But that’s not all I remember.
I remember styling your hair. Using a dish-towel as a cape and a spray bottle to authentically wet the hair before molding it into the perfect do with bows and ribbons! I applaud your patience. (And take no responsibility for your receding hairline.)
I remember you teaching me how to hit a baseball (albeit with a large and forgiving bat). We’d play for hours in the backyard, with your dirty laundry serving as bases. We developed a fierce little bond during those weekends when Mom was flying and Marie Callender was in charge of dinner.
I remember your unwavering support when the job I loved was lost to the recession. You allowed me to feel sorry for myself, but only for moment. With your encouragement, I picked up the pieces and kept on with the journey.
I am so grateful for you–for your good advice, your support, and most of all your love. You have made me the person I am today. (And you did a darn good job if I do say so myself.) I love you.
Happy Father’s Day Mr. Wonderful!
xo Lauren
one hundred and sixty-six: a letter for Moses
Friends, I got the best news today—my letter writing project was featured in a Chinese newspaper! I had absolutely no idea—but thanks to Moses I now have a scan of the article and a thoughtful translation. And lots of new letter requests from Singapore (hello, new friends)! A proper thank you note was a must!
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June 16, 2011
Moses,
Big, heartfelt thanks for your news—I had no idea my letters had crossed so many oceans! And thank you for taking the time to scan and translate the original article. It means so much to me. The best part of this journey is connecting with so many wonderful people who share in my fondness for letters. Thanks for the kind words about my project and for keeping up with me. May your mailbox always be full of cheer!
Best,
Lauren
a photo of the article:
one hundred and forty-nine: a letter for a soldier
As you heat up the grill and slice the first watermelon of summer, please remember the people who gave the ultimate sacrifice for our country. In honor of Memorial Day, today’s letter goes out to a soldier.
A Million Thanks delivers letters to soldiers stationed all over the world—more than five million have been delivered! I encourage you to send a letter too–can you think of anyone more deserving? I wonder if he/she will write back… I’m already giddy with anticipation!
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May 30, 2011
Dear Soldier,
My name is Lauren, and I’m writing a letter a day in 2011. It’s a little 365-day project I embarked on this year. So far it’s been an amazing journey.
I thought you were especially deserving of some correspondence today, it being Memorial Day here in the states. Our country honors your service and your sacrifices today, alongside some potato salad of course. I hope there are hot dogs wherever you are…
I live in New York City, where we just welcomed some very fine service men and women during Fleet Week. I think they brought summer along with them. Our temperatures have spiked—hot and humid days are ahead. I’m not complaining though. It was a long winter and I’m a southerner at heart (I grew up in Florida). What’s the weather like where you’re stationed?
I’m a long time letter-lover. I bet you love receiving letters. They’re the best part of my day and I have plenty of other distractions. What do you like to do to pass the time? I’ve been working on my crossword skills. I’m trying to work up the courage to attempt the Sunday Times’ Puzzle. I also love Scrabble. I’m a word-girl, what can I say?
Before I go, I do want to say thank you. I know you’re making a huge sacrifice for the safety and well being of me and our country. And for that I am so appreciative! I know your daily grind must be thankless, but please know there are strangers out there thinking of you and hoping for your safe and speedy return home. Thank you again.
All the best,
Lauren
P.S. If you want to follow my letter-writing adventures (and have internet access) visit www.lettersfromlauren.com.
P.P.S. I wouldn’t hate it if you wrote back, wink.
