A Favorite Thing

Plus eCards 

 “I got a Christmas card this year,” said friend, living alone, now ten years a widower.  I replied, “Of course! I always send you a card.” 

 He agreed and explained it was another card, from a classmate of ours, “from John and his wife”.   No doubt about it, receiving that card brightened his day.   “He sent me one last year.  I’ve got to send them one.”  I’m sure he didn’t and never has.  I would wager, he won’t.  He’s just not that kinda’ guy.   I like that he likes getting the cards, the same as others I know who choose to be off the card-sharing grid.  Their joy in being remembered warms my heart.  

And family photos and letters

Holiday cards are a Christmas favorite of mine.  Mailing cards makes me happy.  Receiving them is just as wonderful.  They are a commercial success and a welcomed gift.  With amazing artwork, lovely composition and script poetic, the cards emotionally inspire.  When time passes and the reason for the thoughtful attention dims, I bundle and store my cards, just in case I want to read them again.

Actually, several weeks ago, eyes averted, I ripped up a bunch.  They were from a bag filled with fifteen to twenty-year-old treasures. Dropping them into our recycling container, it was – yes, liberating! A 2015 goal is to more aggressively discard others received in years past.

Happy New Year to You and Yours.