The Unsent Letters

In 1916, a 22-year-old soldier wrote to his mother: If you're reading

this, I didn't make it home. Tell Elsie I miss her laugh.

Tell Dad I did my best. He died the next morning. The letter was

still in his pocket. Twenty-five years later, a pilot wrote to his fiancée,

Clara: If I don't make it back, don't stop singing. He never made

it back. But Clara kept singing for sixty years. We still leave

our words unsent, waiting for the right time. Time doesn't wait. Unsent letters become

our biggest regrets. Life is short. Send the letter.