You can count me in for most any worthy cause that involves writing. That’s why yesterday when I heard on The Bert Show on Q100 that they are doing a project called The Bert Show’s Big Thank You, I hopped on the wagon.
For Thanksgiving, they are working to put a letter of gratitude in the hands of every single soldier stationed or deployed outside the United States. The goal is 400,000 hand-written letters.
They have a mail in location, or drop off locations. My letter is below, typed. I hand-wrote it for mailing in to the radio station. A paragraph is plenty – I’m wordy by nature and I can’t help it, so mine was a tad long.
If you have five minutes and a stamp, please join this cause to show compassion and kindness to someone who could be seeing death and tragedy on a daily basis. A letter written with love can be felt no matter what it says.
The link to the Q100 Website is: http://thebertshow.com/the-bert-shows-big-thank-you/
They are receiving letters until October 28.
Main Mail-In Location: The Bert Show’s Big Thank You
780 Johnson Ferry Road NE
Fifth Floor
Atlanta, GA 30342
780 Johnson Ferry Road NE
Fifth Floor
Atlanta, GA 30342
My Letter:
Dear Bravest Heart,
I can’t imagine what it feels like to be so far away from home and family. I hope a story I have to tell you will help bring a smile to your face.
When I sent my three year old (who is now six) to his first pre-school class he was extremely nervous. Extreme isn’t strong enough for this child – I mean he had terrible separation anxiety.
In hopes that he would not feel so alone, I told him that we are mother and son, which means we are always together, attached by heart strings.
He said, “What are heart strings?”
“Heart strings are what connect two people, so that even if it seems like we are not together, the truth is that we are always connected, no matter where we are, by our heart strings,” I explained.
“Where are they?” he asked.
I drew a line with my finger from the point in the middle of my chest to the middle of his and said, “Can you see it?”
“No.”
“Well, it’s there. It has to be really thin and flexible and able to let other people pass through, but it can never, ever be broken. No matter what.”
He went to school and did just fine after the initial tears.
When he got in to the car after his day he asked me, “Mom, did you feel your heart string today?”
“Yes, I did. You were tugging on my heart all day long. And it felt really good.” I told him.
I hope you know how much your family misses you and how no matter where you are your heart strings are as strong as ever.
Be safe,
Jennifer Webb
Mom's Soul Cafe 
Love, love, love your letter! Mine will not be nearly as poignant or eloquent. I shall send it nonetheless.
You always have the right words, Monk! What a wonderful letter and a beautiful story! It will have great meaning to someone who is far from home.
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