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Yeah, that about sums it up. And may I say, I don’t recommend it. It’s rubbish. It takes forever to recover from, I am still in process. As a step in the right direction I am able to stare at screens now, they just can’t scroll by too fast. No Instagram viewing for me. Sad face. Exclamation point. Lo-Fi filter. I also have a little known fun fact for the viewers in the home audience: did you know you can get dizzy and nauseous from writing a letter? A head propped up on the left arm is not sufficient support or appropriate angle for a head when recovering from a craniotomy. On the brighter side, this terrible mess did bear fruit in the form of lovely cards, postcards and letters from people all over. Truly lovely people. I wish I could hug them all. I will try to do so through the post once I am  back on track. Until then, Hi internet! It is nice to see you again. Literally. Figuratively. Smiley face. Exclamation point.

love, t.

At this point please be sure to note that it is February. Ok, good.

Two days ago we had the first real snowfall of the season. The kind that required a shovel. (Here snow can only require an hour, then it is once again rain.) It is the kind that makes everything look brighter as the light reflects off of it, be it night or day. Therefore the sunlight in the living room is blinding this afternoon. I sit with my legs inches out of the reach of the sun. Apparently I am part vampire. It burns when it touches me. I will show you. There, did you see the smoke? No? Too bad, that hurt, I’m not doing it again. I have finished three letters that were already half written. It feels a little bit like cheating. I still have four more to go. What the heck happened there I could not tell you. Must fix it. I still have two more chocolates for tomorrow.

love, t.

So I am reading one of my many Start on January First books, you know, the daily devotionals that are going to help you change your life and you get to them on January 3rd… Anyways, I came across a quote by Robert Frost: “No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader.” It set me to pondering in two ways: one, in terms of my blog and two, in terms of my letter writing. 

In much of my life I spend it functioning on the idea that if I don’t let it out, it doesn’t exist in the outside world. And if it doesn’t exist outside, I have time to change or fix it before anyone knows. I will admit that 2013 was a year the did it’s darnedest to try and kick my butt. (Oooh, a sudden crisis – am I a blog that swears? A debate left for another day.) There have been so many problems, but I am still too chicken to lay them out to you the wonderful, vast, internet. So, am I functioning with Frost’s blessings? If I hide my tears, there are no tears for you. Is this a good thing? Am I saving you? Am I saving my pen pals from getting to know me better for not sharing the downs along with those lovely ups? Am I therefore being a false writer? Is that the type of person I want to continue to be in 2014? Oh so many question marks for one little paragraph! 

To try and figure this out I have decided that it will be part of my personal exploration this year. I have already decided that I want to be a better pen pal, and I want to be a better blogger. So I need to expand that beyond keeping track of incoming and outgoing mail on the blog, and replying sooner, I need to take chances and let more things roam free in the outside world. By pen AND by keyboard. To be able to focus on the ‘heart’ part of Paperheartpost. It is in the name for pete’s sake!

love, t.

Howdy all,

It’s a new year, which means all kinds of optimism is floating around in the air. No, that’s not snow, it’s optimism. Please be sure to shovel your optimism so the mailman can deliver all sorts of lovely letters to you… Okay, sorry, I was getting to a point. That point is that I want to learn to be a good little blogger and be here with you guys more often. I want to actually share all the wonderful things that show up in my mailbox. Trust me, it’s good stuff. I have plans. There are small plans, big plans, in between plans and I want to get started and share them all with you. Okay, let’s do this. I will make it happen!

love, t.

I have in fact found two lovely people to be pen pals with me and I have been soooo slow at getting letters out to them! Bad pen pal! Before this upcoming weekend is through I shall have righted my wrongs and finished my letters to them. I WILL DO IT! I have told the internet, that will make it so! K, thanks internet, you keep me on track.

love, t.

I have loved stationary all my life. Loved creating it, loved using it, loved receiving it. So here goes, lets see what happens…