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Notes of Love: Letters from my Grandma.

I thought that Valentine's Day would be a really great day to write about something and someone very near and dear to my heart.

I often acknowledge the fact that I love to send letters and cards. One of the biggest perks about running my online shop is getting to include a handwritten note with every order. Today, I want to tell you about writing to my Grandma.

My Grandma Breeze lived on a farm in Owen Sound, Ontario. Growing up in Calgary, we didn't see her often, but when we did, it was always really special. I have the most amazing memories from our times out at the farm. Picking raspberries, leaving milk out for the cats, exploring the old barn, driving snowmobiles, and so much more.

At the Farm


My Grandpa passed away long before I was even born, so sadly I never got to meet him. My Grandma was sweet and easy going. She loved Tim Horton's, Dairy Queen chocolate dipped cones, walks to the Post Office, naps, catching up on the daily news, and "puttering" around.

When I was old enough to write my own letters and cards, my Mom would often say "You know, I bet Grandma would love to hear from you". So that is what I would do. I would find some really great stationery, decorate the envelope, and then mail her a card or letter. Over the years, we essentially became pen pals. I always found it so relaxing to spend that 10-30 minutes writing her.

We would write about anything and everything. I would tell her about school, work, boys, friends, what my Sister was up name it. She would write and tell me about my Aunts, Uncles and Cousins, her siblings, the cats down the lane, what she did that day or that week (and usually what the weather was like, isn't that what most older people like to do? Ha!). She loved to talk about all the effort I would put into decorating the envelope that her card or letter came in, as I would often embellish it with stickers and drawings. She would often reference taking it to a few of her favourite places around town and "showing the folks". It was so sweet, and I always loved hearing how much she enjoyed that.

My Grandma passed away in April of 2007 at the age of 98. She continued to write me well into her 90's. I truly believe her love of writing and weekly trips to the post office that helped keep her brain sharp all those years.

Grandma's 95th Birthday Celebration!

I have saved every card and letter that my Grandma has ever sent me. My 16th birthday card, letters congratulating me on my first job, everything. At any point I can sit and read her letters and instantly be taken back to those moments in time. It always puts a giant smile on my face, and makes me feel so grateful for the love of writing and snail mail that we both enjoyed. My Husband can read the cards and letters and get a sense of the wonderful woman she was and the relationship we had. Down the road, I will read the letters to my boys and show them photos from my visits to the farm.


My Mom said when she was cleaning out her place after she passed away, she found a shoebox with all my old letters in their decorated envelopes. That brought such a smile to my face, knowing that she cherished all our correspondence just as much as I had.

In today's world, a lot of letters just aren't sent anymore. I promise you that you will never regret taking that few minutes to slow down and enjoy the process of putting your pen to paper. You never know whose day you will make. I appreciate every card and letter I have ever been given, but especially from someone that is no longer here with me. Having saved all those cards and letters to look back on, my Grandma IS always here with me.

xo Kelly



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