EmptyPosted: October 5, 2012
In the beginning, it was like an obsession.
I checked the PO Box I had opened to use as a communication starting point with Mea’s family daily.
After I got the letter in the mail from them and I sent another letter in reply, it was almost worse. I was there everyday. I stopped in to ask the clerk when the mail was actually delivered into the boxes, so I knew the “right” time to stop there each day.
With each visit, and each check of the empty box, I am getting despondent, a bit depressed, and just feel sad that this is the way things are going. I have not had another email from her sister, either.
Although, I haven’t heard anything, I have continued to send letters.
Two weeks ago, I sent prints from Mea’s birthday photo shoot that I had picked out especially with each family member in mind. I have sent a few pieces of her school work, a couple of art projects, and other snapshots.
Writing letters to someone you don’t actually know is hard. Mea is adorable, smart, and athletic, she says really witty adorable things, I know that I share many of them here, on Facebook and on Twitter, I just don’t know how to convey those stories and phrases into an actual letter.
I think I am making this harder on myself that it really needs to be.
I also think that I am sad that we are not getting any communication back.
It makes me worry about a whole plethora of things that make my head hurt when I think about it for too long.
That said, they must be getting the letters I am sending. I haven’t had any returned mail. I am willing to keep the PO Box open indefinitely if it means that I have a safe return address to give to her family. It is more than worth the money to me, if we get communication back from them. Or rather, if there is even a chance at getting communication back.
So how frequently do I write?