I was listening to NPR the other day and they were talking about those Chilean miners that are trapped underground and probably won’t be rescued for three to four months. Aside from the sheer awfulness of being trapped without light, stuck underground with strangers, and not having any privacy (I can’t bring myself to think about the bathroom situation), they talked about how their families are handling the situation. Of course they were elated when they found the men alive and were able to establish contact with them, but then they got to worrying about the mental state of those poor men.
Let’s take a break in the action so that I can take this moment to speak directly to The Mister: please stop reading. Seriously, I think it’s super sweet that you subscribe to get these posts in your email, but you’ve got to stop reading. Right. Now. Really.
For real. Close it and send it to the trash.
Okay, now that I’ve taken care of that bit of business, back to the Chileans. The NPR lady then interviewed their families and so many of them were feverishly writing letters to their husbands, boyfriends, and brothers in order to keep their morale up. Then I thought…what if I did the same thing? What if I started writing The Mister letters everyday to tell him about my day, and how much I loved him, and how I just couldn’t imagine my life without him? I mean, if he were trapped in a mine…or just gone for a long time, I’d probably do it. Why should I wait until something awful happens in order to try it out? The miners’ families talked about how close the writing made them feel to the men because it took time and you really put more effort and heart into it than you would an email or text.
I’m going to try to do it everyday…we’ll see how good I get at it and I’ll keep you guys updated. What do you think? Is this a crazy idea or what?