Based on 37 community votes, the most popular answer to “The Letter That Arrived After His Funeral” is “Pick up the phone and call” — chosen by 14% of voters.
Category: heartwarming • Theme: 📬 Unspoken Words
I keep Dad’s old baseball glove on the garage shelf, beside a box of moving blankets and a cracked orange Home Depot bucket. Now. Then. Now again. My husband is at Fort Hood this time, not overseas, but the house in Quantico still echoes the way it did during that first deployment. Fourteen months, 218 letters from him, 247 from me. I checked the same post office box every day, even on Sundays when I knew the mail wouldn’t come. The place always smelled like copier toner and old pennies. Back then, when the letters were everything, I promised him something on notebook paper lined in blue. I think it was late fall; I remember wearing his sweatshirt even though I was inside. I wrote that if anything ever happened to him, I’d take care of his dad “like he was mine.” He circled that line in red pen. He mailed the page back to me. Three years ago, my father-in-law handed me Dad’s glove after the graveside service. “He wanted you to have this,” he said. He threw with me in the backyard every Saturday of every summer he was home. I put the glove in the garage and didn’t open it. Last week, three days after Dad’s funeral, a letter from him arrived. Addressed to me. What would YOU do?
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