Quote - Actually, I tell you something else.

I'm a fountain pen nut. I love them. I have lots of them. I use them every day. EVERY day.
I do another weird thing. I write on paper. I put it in an envelope and I send it to people.
You know, kinda like an email, but oldskool. ;)

Now, we talked about this among us letter writers. My postman actually knocked on the door once, to hand deliver a letter. When I asked him why he'd knocked, he said "I wanted to know who gets all those amazing letters. No one else on my round gets hand written proper mail anymore."

That is SAD.

The thing is, I dug out my old letters, written 20 years ago, when my significant other lived here in the UK, and I lived in Germany. My dad would yell "Write a postcard!" whenever I picked up the phone. So we wrote letters. Lots of them. Back and forth.
I read them a little while back and it brought a smile to my face, a hearty chuckle and a totally warm and fuzzy feeling.

Today, everyone texts and emails.
Which is very well, but it's not like having a handwritten letter. And those emails and texts don't generally get printed and saved.
So in 20 years time, what will those lovers of today have left to remember?
Nada. Nothing. Zilch. Zip.

And if some day someone pulls out my letters when I'm long gone, and reads them, and sees what went on at the time, what mattered to me and what didn't, and they then form an opinion about what the world was like... then don't blame me if you get "The world according to Silke", just because everyone else emailed. :)

We're losing our heritage, our writing skills, our penmanship and - eventually - our history.
My letters are on decent paper, which will endure a rather long time. As will the ink I use.
I gently wax them, usually, which means they'll last even longer.
Our newspapers aren't on decent paper. It won't last all that long.
Our books aren't on decent paper either anymore, nor are they properly bound (as paperbacks).

It really is a shame, if you think about it, and I wonder what will be left of this digital age, in a hundred and fifty years.
What kind of legacy are we leaving, if there is no universal way to store something that will endure not just a decade, but possibly a millennium.

Bravo to you, you should leave your letters to a museum when you go to the mighty unknown for the kids of the future to see..lol