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Below is a sampling of student letters expressing love to
important people in their lives. Thanks to Ellen
Greenblatt's high school students in San Francisco for their
submissions. For more information on letter writing,
check out our
tips and downloadable stationery, then write your
own letter. Dear Father:
We don’t talk a lot. We don’t fill up our time
with chatter and gossip. A lot of time we don’t have
a lot to say. But, recently, in our mutual silence,
I have found more comfort and love than I would have
found in a million words. I would like to tell you
how much I appreciate your powerful love and
compassion that you emanate and how much comfort and
stillness I have found in it. When we go on little
walks with our dog or when we sit together and work
by the fire, I feel the wordlessness saturated. I
don’t have to blab to you to feel and bask in your
love. Because we don’t always relate in evident ways
because of our varied interests, I find that in
silence we become father and son, purely. When I
am having a bad day, I don't need to complain about
it. When my friend died, I couldn't really talk
about it. All I needed was you there, with your
warmth and your love and your arms holding me.
Love,
Dear Nanna:
When you played ping-pong that one time when you
came to visit, I felt like you were the coolest
person ever. I had so much fun, and you were equal
competition for me from all the tennis you play in
Connecticut. You taught me how to score, and how to
say the score correctly. I will always remember
those hours, and I will love you because of it. If I
become the greatest ping-pong player in the world,
you can call yourself the greatest teacher ever.
You’re still the coolest grandmother a grandson can
have, and I hope we can play some ping-pong in the
future. Love,
Dear Grandpa:
Though it must have been at least five years ago,
it seems like just yesterday you took me out of
school to bring me to UCSF for Take Your Daughter to
Work Day. I felt special from the moment I got to
leave class early, to the moment I got to wear the
security lanyard with my name on it. You left me
with a group of other kids with a couple of doctors,
and they took us to a room where we had to perform
an emergency surgery on a watermelon with gummy
worms in it. We even learned how to do stitches. To
this day, I remember that short trip from school to
UCSF and back, and it’s what made me want to be a
doctor, rather, a surgeon. Love,
Dear Mom:
While you might think that your perpetual acts of
kindness go unnoticed, I mean to assure you that
they are observed and appreciated with the warmest
of hearts. I decided to take some time to display
how much I appreciate all of the seemingly small,
yet significant acts that you perform on a daily
basis. This fall was a busy time for our family, but
it took the heaviest toll on you. Yet even through
all of the different problems you had to deal with,
you spent every Sunday schlepping me to and from
baseball. Between the two hours of driving and the
three to four hours of baseball, it took up our
entire day. It was so amazing, Mom, and I only hope
that some day I can do the same type of things for
you. Love,
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