I write a lot of letters to my daughter. I made a commitment, when she could no longer be at home, to keep in touch with her as much as possible. The distance of her placements has limited visits, and phone calls are allowed on weekends only. So I write to her.
Now, there is not that much going on in my life, or my family’s life, to fill my two letters a week. So my letters are not long. They are printed or typed, since it is hard for my daughter to read cursive. (If you saw my handwriting, you would understand why!)
One letter will be more serious, encouraging her to go to school and stay out of trouble. Often this letter will remind her when I will see her next.
The other letter comes ‘from’ the dogs; or at least recounts something silly that they have done. A silly joke or a picture of her favorite anime or game character might be included in this second letter, too.
I never get a response – even though I have sent her self-addressed envelopes and cards. Whether or not she writes back to me is not the point. My letters let my daughter know that I think of her, even though we didn’t talk that day. They make her feel connected to family here; and I do hear from her staff that she is happy to receive them.