Awh what a beautiful post!
Those were the good days my friend. I remember so well how it felt to keep that piece of paper in your hands.
My "friend" was doing his national duty, and I would not see him for months. The only communication we had was through our letters.
Thank you for taking part in this week's contest.
A través de las cartas lográbamos coenctarnos con el otro, de una manera genuina. Era todo un rito para escribirlas como para leerlas. No dudo en afirmar que fuimos dichosas al tener esas vivencias.