The written loom

 

This is my very first blog post, and i thought i would begin with something that’s been close to my heart for a long time.

Let’s be honest: most days, the mailbox isn’t exactly a source of excitement. Bills, flyers, more bills. But every so often, something different peeks through. An envelope with real handwriting. A stamp that traveled. Paper isn’t touched by someone else’s hands. And in that moment, everything slows down.

That’s why i still write letters.

In a world where everything moves so fast – messages ping instantly, notifications pile up before we’ve even had our coffee – i still reach for pen and paper. Not out of nostalgia (well, maybe a little), but because it feels right. It feels grounding.

Sometimes it is a quiet afternoon, with tea by my side and the window open. I sit, i breathe, and i write. Slowly. Thoughtfully. Letting my thoughts find their way to someone else’s day.

Letters are different from texts or emails. They stay. You don’t scroll past them – they wait. In drawers, in boxes, tucked inside books. They hold space for us, and sometimes years later, they offer it back.

I don’t just write letters – I send postcards too. Tiny paper windows into another place or moment. And through this vintage kind of communication, i have made real friends all over the world. People who know me through pen and paper, some of whom i ‘ve had the joy of meeting in real life. It still amazes me how a handwritten note can travel across continents and turn into a true connection.

Writing a letter makes you slow down. You can’t delete and rephrase endlessly. You have to mean it. And i think that kind of care is something we’re all quietly craving, even if we don’t say it out loud.

There’s also a kind of quiet romance to it – not just the love-letter kind, but the everyday kind. The kind it says :  I thought of you. I made time. I put it down on paper. No filters, no autocorrect. Just you and the words.

So yes, i still write letters.

And maybe – if you’ve never tried it before – this could be your sign to give it a go. Write to someone you miss. Or someone who needs a smile. Or even to yourself, just to mark this moment in time.

Thank you for being here, for my very first post.

I hope this little corner of the internet, becomes a place where we can slow down together, rediscover the joy of paper and ink, and share the small, beautiful things that connect us – even across oceans.

See you soon,

– with ink-stained hands and a heart full of words.