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Finger Lickin’ Good

Dear Finger Licker,

It would be super ironic if you just had KFC. It would also mean that their branding is bang on even decades after launching it.

Please say you just ate KFC.


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you rock!

Dear friend,
Today you texted me with this: “Have I ever told you that you ROCK?” This comment came simply because I was going to drop something off at your house. I wasn’t feeling too much like I ‘rocked’ right then when I got the text message.
I had locked my keys in the car and didn’t know the address of where I was to tell the tow truck driver…we live in a small community so I started with “you know where so and so lives?”
The reply, “no”.
“well, you know the road that goes to the ball park?”
“It’s not that road, it’s the other one”
Ok, so I knew not the address nor even the street name of where I was.
I told her this and she replied with “I think you can still rock and not be that swift”
Ok, how cool is that?
She still thinks I can rock even when I’m feeling (and being) quite stupid.!
So…I’m feeling like a better person, like maybe life is going to be ok today.
Thanx friend.
Thanx for making me feel better about my day.
You rock!

Today’s letter was written by Anonymous
Written From: a chair, hidden in a corner
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Life is just beginning

Dear You,

Today I turned 30.

It’s an age that we’re taught to dread. 30 means the end of your youth. It means gray hair and carrying a keg around your midsection instead of a 6 pack. It means the end of fun and adventure. You are growing old wether you like it or not.

Who cares?

Here’s what I’ve found out growing through my 20’s. Gray hair can show up when you’re 18. The keg around your midsection can show up when you’re 25. Fun is still around every corner, it just doesn’t last until the wee hours of the morning ’cause bed time is at 11pm (on a very late night). Adventure doesn’t just mean risking your life doing some extreme sport or moving across the world to live by yourself just to work, surf, and meet new people from different cultures. And even though society tells us to have it all figured out by 30 so you can settle down into your nicely packaged life, it’s not going to happen.

I still have no idea what I’m doing and that’s the adventure.

I have had to deconstructing the image of who I was told I should be and embrace the reality and truth of who I am. My view and perspective of the world has changed so drastically in the last decade that all I see now are endless opportunities. With each passing decade, new things are learned and new perspectives gained. 30 is just one of those milestones. 40 will be another and an even greater adventure than the one I am about to embark on.

So this year I am not getting old. Rather I am stepping into the adventure that I was trying to find in my 20’s but am only able to fully appreciate now.

Here’s to 30.





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Making People’s Day, One Chicken Breast at a Time

Dear Blue Haired Meat Seller,

I’m turning thirty, have a full head of gray hair and am so out of shape that I’m starting to resemble Mr. Potato Head. A simple compliment about how cool my hair looks and how the color of my shirt makes it that much better, absolutely made my day.

Everyone has to work at some point. What you reminded me is that it’s not what we’re doing but rather what we DO with what we’re doing.

We can choose to grumble through the school course we hate or shitty job we have making sure that everyone knows how terrible life is and how we are so hard done by. That’s easy. Playing the victim is easy. But instead of focusing on how crappy our situation is and putting our energy towards bringing a bit of light the gloom that may be surrounding others, our crappy situation becomes that much less crappy  because life is not always about us. And we forget that all too often.

“Everyone likes a compliment don’t they?”

That is a question that I will not forget for a very long time.

Thank you.


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Today we celebrate you…

Dear Fathers,

I have been reflecting on the impact of your presence in my life and I honestly couldn’t not imagine what my life would be without you: ALL of you. I have been blessed to be the son of one of the greatest men to ever walk this earth and I made sure to tell my dad just that. But he is not the only father that has helped to shape who I am.

The finger prints of fathers are all over my life, from wise words of a grandfather and the sound advice of an uncle to the encouragement and challenge from a friend’s father to my own friends who are now fathers themselves. You have made me who I am and I am so grateful for each and every one of you.

I hope that today is filled with joy, love and fantastic breakfast of waffles whipped cream and bacon.

You deserve it.

From one father to another,

         – Dave

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As your life changes

Dear Tyler,

This letter is to thank you for your friendship. I really have no way of expressing what you have meant to me over the years but you deserve to hear my feeble attempt at least in writing, as I have never been good at telling you in person. Tyler, you have become one of my best friends. I was trying to remember everything from the beginning so I could write it all down but I know I’m forgetting most of it. It all started with meeting you at your mom’s piano recital when I was probably 14 or 15 years old. I thought you were cute. I stopped taking lessons soon after that but always remembered your face and when I resumed lessons around the age of 19, I always secretly hoped I would run into you; but it never happened. Eventually, I moved to Bellingham, WA to start school when I was 20 years old. Sometime after this, I randomly saw that you were the friend of a friend (or something like that) on Facebook. Could this be the SAME guy I met so many years ago? Only one way to find out….and I sent you a hello message. From there, the rest is history. You didn’t know it then, but you were saving my life. It was my first year out of the nest and I was struggling with the desire to be like the rest of my class whose extracurricular activities consisted of partying, bar hopping and sleeping around. I had no one to talk to about this, no one to strengthen my faith…until you came along. I remember spending hours on the phone talking about everything under the sun while I worked on finishing the PTA program and you rounded up the last of your pre-nursing classes. We spoke of our dreams for the future-we had lots of those-, what we liked and did not like, people we knew and eventually, our different faiths. It was at this time I started to really take an interest in what I actually believed. We had so many differences to discuss and I started asking people questions about the Bible and researching topics for myself and I know you did the same. Right before I turned 21, it was finally time to meet in person. That entire day I was nervous….Was this a date? Will we have anything to talk about? What’s going to happen? were all questions running through my head. The evening was spent at El Sombrero’s and ended up being very memorable with me trying your drink and getting caught by the host, who also threatened to call the police if he saw me doing that again. By the time I left the restaurant, I was so embarrassed I thought for sure I would never hear from you again. But I did! And you continued to be one of the best friends a girl could hope for. I moved back to Walla Walla and we started hanging out more; sometimes just us drinking some wine or Mike’s Hard Lemonade secretly as we still didn’t want anyone from our backgrounds knowing that we drank a little, and sometimes meeting up with your friends at a restaurant, usually Applebee’s. I started traveling around for work and would lose touch with you for months at a time but the thing was, I always knew you were there and that the instant I saw you, we could pick up right where we had left off. I’m not sure when but sometime during all this, you lost a bet and were forced to try my favorite thai food restaurant Bangkok 103 with all of Rudy’s delicious cooking. Who knew it would become your best friend food-wise and that you would basically end up supporting their business with the way you frequented it.  Every time I came back home for a visit I always tried to squeeze in a thai dinner with you where we would discuss everything that had happened since the last time, often stories of girlfriends/boyfriends that didn’t work out and consoling ourselves with the fact that if we were still single at 30, we could marry each other. Finally, we had the privilege of living in the same glorious town; Yakima WA. Due to your crazy work schedule, we didn’t get to spend much time together but I have great memories of trying new restaurants out, floating down the River for 4 or 5 hours with our cooler of drinks, sitting out on your porch drinking a new concoction while we watched the sun go down and talked about real estate, bottling up your homemade beer, and not to be forgotten…exploring the off-limits parking garage and running for our lives when we were caught. Eventually, we were both back in Walla Walla where we didn’t see that much of each other but occasionally met up for thai food, went to see an outdoor movie, had drinks with your friends at Applebee’s or you showed up at game night. Around November 2011 I stopped hearing from you and in December I got this text about how you met a girl and you wanted to bring her to the Christmas Party if you came. It didn’t work out to come but the next month you both came to a gingerbread house making party and a few days later we all went out for thai food. Tiffany had found something at Bangkok 103 that she liked, which made her definite marriage material.  By this time you are already enamored with each other and you even turned down a coveted job opportunity in SoCal because somehow, you already know that this girl is something special. A few months later I jokingly ask if you are engaged yet and OMG….you are! The day that you have dreamed of for so long is finally here and I couldn’t be happier for you. I have listened to you talk for years about wanting to be married and all of your perfect proposal plans, and I wanted this day to happen for you almost as much as you did. Of course, it is tinged with sadness as I know things will never quite be the same and I am losing the best guy-friend I have; but not in a million years would I wish it differently. I love you Tyler- the pure, unadulterated kind of love that wants the best for you…and the best has finally happened.

Today’s letter was written by Name: Char
Written From: Washington
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Dear Friend

Dear Friend.

You’re always there for me. You always know what to say. You always know when to say nothing, yet you’ll never let me be, so-as to become stale.

You don’t hear it enough but thank you; you’re so appreciated. I look forward to every time we can just be together.

I trust the feelings are somewhat mutual. I’ve married a true friend.

P.S. What’s for dinner?

Today’s letter was written by Name: H.T. 575
Twitter: haikutube
Blog: http://haikutube.wordpress.com
Written From: Canada
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thanks Dave

you mad me smile
and feel good

Today’s letter was written by Anonymous Twitter: Blog: Written From: home
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Dear Maimed Cyclist

It’s frustrating that the first thought to enter my head as I drove passed your limp body sprawled out in the middle of the highway was “What in the hell are you doing riding your bike in the middle of the highway?”

It’s frustrating that so many others were stopping but I didn’t want to get involved so I kept driving.

It’s frustrating that I assumed I couldn’t do anything anyway and that I’d simply get in the way.

It’s frustrating that this was and usually is my default position.

It’s frustrating that I don’t know if you’re okay. It’s frustrating that this letter is about me when I’m safe at home rocking on a porch swing with a drink in hand while you may not even see the sun rise tomorrow.



(Why does everything have to be about me?)


               – Dave


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Dear Bragging Moms,

It was nice to hear you talking about the small things that your new born babies are doing. A giggle here, a little smile there or even a small step before collapsing on the floor. These seemingly small things are big events right now but they will soon fade to the background as small, every day occurrences.

But, we often forget that the beauty of life happens in the small things. Don’t let these moments fade and keep celebrating them even as your children grow up.

Today’s letter was written by Anonymous Twitter: Blog: Written From: Canada