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My happiest, silliest, and most comforting stories

Never underestimate the value of a quick mental escape. If you’ve been craving one recently, as I have, here’s a curated list of what I consider to be some of my best, most lighthearted, and anxiety-reducing letters.

I hope they bring a little more light into your world (and maybe inspire you to write about it).

In chronological order:

John Steinbeck started his days by sharpening a great big pile of pencils, and they served an important purpose.

Before Jessica was an emergency nurse (read the P.S. below to see what on earth I’m talking about), she was my archaeological partner. One day, we found something we knew would change everything.

I believed the story for much longer than I should have—but only because it made me feel like, even as a baby, I had been some sort of action figure.

There are few pleasures as simple and innate as tending a garden.

A treatise on how Marie Kondo and the Great British Baking Show are antidotes to American angst (still kind of true).

She wore red, and she taught me how to put my socks on.

A short story about exactly what you think.

Caterpillars can teach us a lot about what it means to be “in the goo.”

Many years ago, I tried to learn how to skateboard. I also learned that without risk, there is no story.

When I was about 7 years old, I wrote a letter to Santa and asked for wings so I could fly. My parents had to figure out what to do with that.

Once a year, I put on an astronaut costume built for someone much bigger than I am and prance around town feeling like John Wayne.

Not an altogether lighthearted piece, but an ode to my dog, Rokan, who is one of the great joys of my life.

Cait’s dad still loves telling this story. And to be honest, we do, too.

The very first Today Letter I ever wrote, about a love of dirt.

 

Which one is your favorite? Leave a comment and let me know! (Maybe I’ll write more like it.)

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