The Perfect Letter

My mum returned home this afternoon from a few days caring for my very poorly Nan and gave me a handwritten card.

The words were rather jumbled with part of the message written on the envelope and the rest written inside the card. Some words were repeated and the note ended with an unfinished sentence but to me it was perfect.

The handwriting was a little wobblier than usual but Nan's distinctive joined up writing style was still recognisable.

I will treasure her lovely words and the card for the rest of my days. I can't wait to see my Nan on Wednesday to give her a kiss.