When I was in grade school I had over 30 'PenPals'. I received almost 3 letters a day! Needless to say I was a prolific writer/conversationalist. Up to this year, I had saved every letter. As a project for my eighteenth birthday, I mailed hundreds of letters back that I'd received. Those letters contained girlish dreams, likes and dislikes, experiences and challenges from each friend growing up. It was an incredible opportunity for me to give those memories back. It was also a way for me to reconnect with some friends from the past, and thank them for the happiness they had brought me. Those childish scrawls were first important to me because of the relationship they established, and they're now cherished because they provide each friend with a link to the past. Those friends had blessed me while growing up, and I was able to do the same for them by returning a piece of their childhood.
My birthday gift I gave myself, was the chance to say thanks. We all have people that should hear that, and more often too.What better time than on your birthday??