Dear Friends,

Pour yourself a cup of something warm, and settle in with me for a moment. Here is a request from my heart that's been asking to be spoken.

In these times uncertainty, when voices seem louder and divisions deeper, I found myself drawn to do what I've always done when my heart is full: I wrote a love letter.

This one is to America.

Not to any political party or ideology. Not to proclaim what's right or wrong. Simply to remember—and to remind us all—of the nobility and beauty of the country we grew up in, the freedoms we've cherished, the dreams we've been free to pursue.

I share it with you here, not as a definitive statement, but as an invitation. An invitation for each of us to remember what we love about this magnificent, flawed, striving, hopeful land we call home.

A Love Letter to America

Dearest America,

I'm writing to you in the early morning hours, when the world is still quiet and my heart can speak its deepest truth. I need you to know how profoundly I love you—not the idea of you, not the myth, but the living, breathing promise you have always been.

I grew up wrapped in your embrace, running barefoot through neighborhoods where doors stayed unlocked and mothers called us home at dusk. You gave me the freedom to dream wildly, to believe that a girl could become anything—a writer, a diplomat, a bridge-builder between worlds. When I stood in Red Square in 1985, representing you during the Cold War's darkest hours, I watched hardened Soviet faces soften as we spoke of peace. They saw something in us, in you, that transcended politics: they saw hope itself wearing human clothing.

You taught me that diversity is not our weakness but our greatest strength. That the Irish grandmother, the Japanese shopkeeper, the Mexican farmer, the African American minister—all weaving their dreams into one magnificent tapestry—this is what makes you extraordinary. You showed me that disagreement doesn't have to mean division, that we can hold different beliefs and still break bread together, still call each other neighbor, still choose love.

But oh, my beloved country, my heart is breaking.

I watch hatred spread like poison through our shared well. I see us forgetting that the person across the political divide is someone's precious child, someone's beloved parent, someone's dearest friend. We're forgetting how to listen. How to see each other's humanity. How to remember that we are, first and always, one people.

Your founding fathers, flawed as they were, gave us something unprecedented: a belief that we could govern ourselves, that ordinary people could hold extraordinary power, that liberty and justice weren't just words but a sacred covenant. They trusted us to protect you, to nurture you, to pass you on to our children even more beautiful than we found you.

We still have time. We still have choice. We can still choose to see each other's humanity, to listen with open hearts, to remember that we are woven from the same threads of hope and longing and love.

This is my love letter to you, America. My promise to keep believing. My commitment to being part of the healing rather than the wounding.

With all my heart,

Diana

Your Turn to Write

Now, dear reader, I invite you to write your own love letter to America. What freedoms shaped your life? What opportunities opened doors for you or your parents or grandparents? What moments made your heart swell with gratitude to live in this country?

This isn't about politics. It's about remembering. About appreciation. About choosing connection over division.

Write your love letter—whether it's three sentences or three pages. Then share it on your own social media platforms, your blog, or with your community. Post it with pride. Let your voice be part of a wave of appreciation washing across our country.

This simple act of writing from the heart is part of something larger—the Love Letters Global Movement [make this a hyperlink to the reel made by Joy's team?], which is now spreading across the country and around the world. Thousands are discovering the transformative power of handwritten appreciation, not just to America, but to the people who matter most in their lives. You can explore this growing movement and join us at www.LoveLetters.Love.

Love Letters for the Soul: Share Your Story

Speaking of love letters and their power to heal and transform, I'm thrilled to announce my next book project: "Love Letters for the Soul."

For those who don't know, I was the first co-author with Jack Canfield and Mark Victor Hansen in the original Chicken Soup for the Soul series. That experience taught me the profound impact that real stories from real people have on hearts around the world.

Now I'm collecting stories for this new book—true accounts of how writing or receiving a love letter changed everything. Perhaps it healed a broken relationship, opened a closed heart, brought reconciliation where there had been years of silence, or simply reminded someone they matter at the exact moment they needed to hear it.

If you have a story to share about the transformative power of a love letter, I invite you to submit it. Your experience could be the very story someone needs to read to inspire them to pick up a pen and write their own letter of love and appreciation.

Please send your submissions to Diana@dianawentworth.com with "Love Letters for the Soul" in the subject line. Include your name, location, and your story (500-1500 words).

With love and hope,

P.S. My 15th book will be published before long—more details coming soon! And if you're looking for deeper mentoring support as you navigate your own life transitions and dreams, I'd be honored to walk alongside you. Reply to this email to learn more about one-on-one mentoring sessions.

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