While Astrid was asleep on my lap on a flight home from California this week I had some time to write a letter. As I was writing, the man sitting next to me said "I can't help but notice that you are writing a letter! That's something you don't often see these days." I told him that I was writing a letter to my baby ~ Astrid... to be sealed and given to her at some point in her future. I haven't decided when yet...I will know when the time is right.
Upon talking with him a little more I learned that he had two children (13 year old daughter and 16 year old son). He said that he had written a letter to his children one particular day when they were younger and he hadn't decided whether he would ever give it to them. He had sealed it...then later, opened up the envelope to read the letter again to remember the special day he had written it...and he has read it several times since.
I had originally planned to write Astrid letters each year on her birthday, starting with year 1, but, well, there is just so much I want to tell her now, I didn't want to wait.
I have written letters to her before I knew she was a she, before she was born, and I will continue to write whenever I have something to say. I wonder how many letters I will deliver to her someday, on her birthday, many many years from today...at 18 or 21 or 25 years old.