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What Empathy means to me.
Letters seem like a thing of the past. Now we have emails and phones, with so many words sent, scrolled through, texted, typed and deleted that you tend to forget that each word has meaning.
“Write a letter if you want to get through to someone” is what my Dad would always tell me... so old school right? I didn’t want to hand write letters, I wanted efficiency. Why send a letter when you can send an email? Or a text? Well, my Dad connected with my Mom through letters -they were Penpals before they were married. For those of you who don’t know, “Penpal” was the old school “Bumble” or “Match.com” Talk about taking the time to woo someone. We live in an era where talk happens in the blink of an eye... imagine waiting for a letter to arrive.
As Penpals, my Dad and Mom wrote letters to each other for over a year until one day my Dad flew from California to Indonesia to meet my mom in person. They married one week later. He kept every letter she sent (I would know because I snooped through his stuff when I was a child and found them). Each word was written and remained on pages upon pages of letters. It was beautiful, a love story of the non-modern times.
What my Dad lacked in verbal words (for those of you who knew him he was a man of very little words), he made up for in written words. Growing up he would always leave us notes scribbled on paper plates taped to the kitchen cupboard before he began his early morning shifts at the Post Office. My absolute favorites were the cards he gave me for every occasion and the handwritten letters he would mail when I left to college, and every letter since then. What’s so special about the letters and cards is that whenever I miss my Dad, I read them and I can feel his warmth and love.
