Mail

**All of the cute mailboxes are from pinterest, because I live in an apartment with a boring, sad mailbox.  I may have started a board just for mailboxes.  Don't judge me**

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I love getting mail.  No, not junk mail.  Not bills.  I like cards.  Letters.  Save the dates. Birth announcements. Invitations.  I hate that facebook and email take these things away from me.  Anymore, I find out about engagements, wedding dates, and bundles of joy via a status update on facebook.  How sad is that?

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There is something magical about a piece of real mail.  Knowing that somebody took the time to put something on paper.  Even if mine is exactly the same as everyone else's, they had to stuff the envelope.  Put the address labels on, and stamp the envelope.  That piece of mail is so personal, even if it's not super personal. 

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Even better is the handwritten note.  It doesn't have to be a long note.  It doesn't have to be the nicest penmanship.  But when you write a note to someone, you have to think about it.  You don't want to have to cross anything out and make it look ugly, so you take your time.  Maybe you even use that pen that for whatever reason makes your handwriting look infinitely better.

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That's why I have the goal to send cards to people telling them how much I appreciate them.  I could easily send an email.  I send emails and write comments to bloggers all the time thanking them for posts.  But for those people I really have gotten to know, my friends and family, they deserve the intimacy of a card.  One that I pick out just for them.

I hope that someday a few bloggers make it onto my handwritten card list.  Having a blog is kind of like waving a big piece of your life in the air for anyone and everyone to see.  It's very revealing, and it can be really scary.  Why do I do it?  I think it's in hopes that I will find others to join my tribe.  I'm a little kooky, a lot hippie, and undeniably me.  And I am seeking understanding with like-minded people who want to send me mail too.