a letter to myself & sunday tea February 19, 2012

Dear Friend,

I know this is a stretch but I’m writing in hopes of finding someone I used to know. Her name is Tami and she used to be quite a wonderful writer. She was quite wonderful at lots of things but ever since I could remember, writing was the secret thing she loved doing…and she did for herself. In her teenage years, she always kept journals and I got fleeting glances at them and they were filled with such passion. Such hopefulness. Big dreams. The possibility of anything. I know when she went to college, she was conflicted because her love of writing got muddied by papers and long-winded drivel that she didn’t care much for…and instead, she took another path. I think about Tami often and I’m reaching out in case you’re the person I’m speaking of. The one who never wrote for other eyes to see it. Just taking pen to paper (as it was back then) because she loved it so. Because if you wrote it down, it made things real. Capturing something that she felt so much because she didn’t want to ever forget it.

If this is you, I hope that you’ve continued to discover the great happiness you found in words – in the act of writing instead of saying so much. You never did say much to folks you didn’t know. So protective of your heart. Your mind. If you’re still writing, I do hope you’re sharing it with someone – does the writing exist (or matter) if no one sees it? I hope you’ve gone through your life and the tumultuousness that everyone faces in the process of growing older…and I hope you’ve done it with as much grace and eloquence as I know you’re capable of. What ever happened to that raggedy, dog-eared copy of Walden that you used to carry around? It would have been so cliché and tormented if you hadn’t loved that book so damned much.

If you’re not the Tami that I’m looking for, I’m sorry. Thanks for taking the time – maybe over a cup of tea – to entertain this letter. Maybe hearing about someone that felt things truly and fearlessly will make you write, as well…if you don’t already. It’s not the easiest way to document ones life but, from all accounts, it sure seems worth it. Maybe this letter will make you write to someone else, to send note of thanks or devotion to someone that deserves it. It could make you read a great book and be inspired – that Death of Artemio Cruz is always a good one for that. I hope this finds you living fully…and openly…and honestly. Heck – tell someone about your day. The Sunday that you’re spending in your kitchen, maybe. There’s merit in that, too, ya know.

Thanks again for your time. If you’re the Tami I’m looking for – that I’m sure lots of people are looking for – I hope you’re living as brazenly as you always have and that you’re sharing it with someone. It certainly made an impression on me. You don’t have to write me back – just keep doing what you’re doing. Miss you & think of you often.

Yours,

- t*

Comments

Maja Feb 19, 2012 05:02 pm

This makes me happy…

Merry Jennifer Feb 19, 2012 05:02 pm

I love this so, so much. You’re doing it. The writing. You’re doing it beautifully.

Laura @ Sprint 2 the Table Feb 19, 2012 06:02 pm

You are a beautiful writer – it’s the reason I started reading your blog a few years back (in addition to some awesome recipes). There’s no shame in carry around Walden! :)

Happy Sunday.

SMITH BITES Feb 19, 2012 06:02 pm

so many dreams we all have coming into this world . . . many dreams are lost along the journey . . . and some are lucky enough to find those dreams . . . that boy, that girl . . . who wanted to be a nurse, who wanted to be a policeman (or woman) who wanted to be a singer . . . who wanted to be a writer . . . keep moving forward Tami . . . it’s wonderful!

Maria Raynal Feb 19, 2012 08:02 pm

Just so lovely. Cheers.

Amanda Feb 19, 2012 09:02 pm

You will find you. At least you are looking. ;)

Calantha Feb 19, 2012 11:02 pm

This was wonderful. It might as well have been a much needed letter to myself! Thank you.

Lynn Feb 20, 2012 05:02 am

This is a lovely post – your words and photographs are so calming. I think this is a good step toward finding Tami again. (((HUG)))

Rose D., Frenchtown, NJ Feb 20, 2012 08:02 am

After reading your post, I feel like writing a long letter to my former self. Thank you for the inspiration.

The Teacher Cooks Feb 20, 2012 01:02 pm

The writing is beautiful. Keep looking forward!

Snippets of Thyme Feb 20, 2012 06:02 pm

I too continue to be drawn back to your blog because of your photography but also because of your writing.

Mary Feb 21, 2012 02:02 pm

So beautiful! I just completed a course on creating and manifesting “big” dreams. It’s never too late to re-visit an old dream or create a new one. I never dreamed of being a writer until recently. I have always doubted my abilities. But, I have matured in life to a place where it doesn’t really matter how great I am at it as long as it makes me happy. And it does!

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kale @ tastes good to me! Feb 23, 2012 03:02 pm

What a pure and poetic letter. Love the collage, too! Keep writing. :)

emiglia Feb 25, 2012 04:02 am

I love everything about this. Beautiful beautiful beautiful.

nicole Mar 6, 2012 06:03 pm

Oh …. I have written something similar to myself just recently. Cheers to reconnecting with yourself.

Grace Apr 14, 2012 01:04 pm

A click here and a click there, and here I am at your blog. Thank you for sharing this letter. I’m inspired and now hooked. Must continue reading … And writing.