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The Heart of Lyd's Letters...Lydia

Every grandchild who walked through my grandmother Lydia's door was pretty sure they were her favorite. That's just the kind of woman she was. She and my granddad ran a small restaurant famous for its pies, and no matter how busy she got, there was always room at her table for one more person. She was hard of hearing by the time I really knew her — we practically had to shout for her to hear us, and strangers sometimes thought we were arguing — but somehow that never made anyone feel less welcome. She just made you feel like you belonged.

 

Grandma's gone now, and some days I still catch myself wanting to write her a letter about nothing in particular — just to say I was thinking of her.

 

I started Lyd's Letters because I want more grandparents, and all of our older generation, to feel the way she made people feel: remembered, on an ordinary day, for no particular reason. It's a privilege to help you give that to someone you love.

 

Lyd's Letters is a monthly letter subscription — a themed envelope mailed straight to your grandparent's own mailbox, no app or login required. Each month, they'll receive more than just mail: a little nod back to the old days, when loved ones reached out by letter just to share news, stay close, or simply say, "I'm thinking of you."

 

If there's a grandparent or any loved one in your life who'd light up at a heart-felt letter in the mailbox — not another box of stuff, just a little company from far away — I'd love to send them one. Reserve their spot today, and their first letter will arrive this October.

Lydia with granddaughter Emma and great-granddaughter Abbie in 2007

three family members sitting together on a couch, smiling at the camera; warm indoor lighting; landscape orientation

A Legacy of Love

At Lyd's Letters, we carry forward the legacy of Lydia, a woman who made every grandchild feel like the favorite. Our mission is to bring that same warmth to your life, ensuring that every grandparent feels remembered and cherished on an ordinary day.

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