dear friend,
i have always thrilled at the delight of sending cards. i remember the first time i was smitten with a boy, i would spend hours at the hallmark store looking for the right words to send to him. i would read every card in the "love" section searching for the perfect message... a way to tell my one-and-only how much he meant to me. the more words on the card the better, as it helped me to communicate when i sometimes didn't feel like i had the voice to do it myself. it wasn't only the lover-boys in my life that would receive my gratitude wrapped up in an envelope. i sent cards to my family and friends every chance i got... special occasions and mundane days alike. when i picked out a card, i would think about the recipient. i would imagine their excitement as they discovered it... in the mailbox, tucked in their locker, or marking a gift. in my mind, i could see that special someone open the card and hear my voice as they began to read the sentiments. i knew it would fill up their heart.
these days i continue to enjoy sending cards. i have a more grown up style... simply stated sentiments vs. the outpouring of poetic feelings i depended on back then. a kind hello or a heartfelt thank you, i believe a good ol' fashioned docket can go a long way. what better way to tell someone you hold them dear.
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