After a week like the last one, it would be quite simple for a driven person like me to get swept up in the business of blogging. To think day and night of improvements, readership, efficiency.And while I wish to make this place your favorite spot on the web, more than anything, I wish to tell a story.
To write to you the letters of my life.
Like these letters I’ve been reading between Miss Anne and someone named Larry.
My life is an open book of sorts, now that I’ve committed to share it with you.
Beyond the projects around the house (and don’t get me wrong, I’m thrilled with the one coming your way tomorrow), it occurs to me that those of us who blog have chosen to tell a story, whether we realized it or not.
Consider this my 327th letter, then.
Today, the gift of this blog seems like it’s wrapped up tight for me to tear into…and really, a gift to the world is its real purpose.
We now have this incredible ability to connect with the people all over the world, to see them, be inspired by them.
To tell them our story.
To write them the letters of our life.
“Dear Friends,
Today, I feel full. I’m thrilled at where we’ve been and where we’re going around here. I’m ready to share more of myself, to tell more of my story. I hope that I can hear more of yours. The future feels bright to me.”
I hope you’ll check out this video of The Sartorialist…it speaks to the visual life, and honestly, it’s just flat-out cool.
And if you’re up for it, share something with me that I don’t know about your story.
Signing off for today,
P.S. It occurs to me that a lot of you love vintage letters (as I do), so please feel free to grab these images if you’d like. I only ask if they’re published you please give credit and link. Happy Printing!
Here's my story if you wanna read….
I haven't said it before (though I really should have done by now), but thank you, thank you, thank you for continuing to share your gorgeous story with us…
Shaunna what a beautiful and thought provoking post. You are right in saying blog post can sometimes be like letters to our readers, I love that thought!! thank you for sharing your thoughts. Loved the video too!! Kathysue
I love your story Shaunna, and I consider myself blessed to have met you this past week. Love those photos of your letters and I'll continue to be a loyal reader of your continuing story.
love your story too.
love it. love this. love you. can't wait to see your project…and can't wait for lunch on Thursday. 😉
I'm curious where the letters came from. I noticed the address is in Clarksville, TN. We used to live there (when James Bond was stationed at Ft. Campbell) and I know where Franklin St is. It's in the old part of town. Can you share more about the letters?
Great post! Sharing ourselves can be so uncomfortable at first but then feels so good when we do! Sharing myself is why I started to blog (a month ago)…At first it was so painful (blogging/sharing)….then your post about those 2 cousins, Edie's house burning, Gina's Dad's illness, Cassie's little friend Juliet and countless other sadness we blogged about put it all in to perspective for me…We were all sharing, mourning, loving, and caring in a modern forum as our Maker had intended us to do and I wanted to be part of that beautiful experience… So continue to share and I will too, at times it may hurt but will be so rewarding…God Bless all you do!
Wait – lunch on Thursday? I'll be there!
A great honor to visit your blog. Really beautiful post. Thanks for sharing!
What a beautiful post and such lovely images. I imagine Anne and Larry had a romance for the ages! Even the color of the stamps gives a sense that romance was in the air. These would make a great Valentine decoration.
That is one of the reasons
A quick Google search revealed a bit of history about the Boillin family – Anne lived on Franklin St, which matches the envelope – and she died in 1916, which matches the postmark.