|The mailbox, 5 by 7 watercolor, card|
Until I started painting Christmas cards, I never thought about it much, and the number of cards and letters has dwindled over the years as families spread out and times change.
Phone calls and now Skype are always blessings, getting to hear and see loved ones far away. We take instant communication for granted and forget the power of a personal hand written message.
But I always remember cards from special people. Instead of dreading bad news in the mail, or bills, or junk mail, this season we look forward to going to the mailbox to see what messages are inside. The cards are quickly displayed in the window sill or on the fireplace mantel.
They're messages, visual memories of treasured people, times and places, that we too often take for granted or forget.
I was just talking to Heather about the 60's and 70's with dozens if not more cards carrying news of the past year from friends and family.ReplyDelete