My granddaughter has always loved pictures. When she was small I lived two hours away so I sent her “letters” in the mail. Since she couldn’t read I made stick figure drawings.
This “letter” chronicled a weekend we spent together–building a fort (a common interest of ours), shopping for food, eating dinner with her mom, and playing on the floor. It was the first of many “letters” that still remind me it’s the small pleasures I cherish spending time with those I love.