"Your cards are beautiful, do people still send cards?"
"I'd buy your cards, but I don't know who I'd send them too."
These statements do two things, they validate some sort of guilt for the person saying them and they sting the recipient. The sayer is very often the same person who would be delighted to get something other than junk and bills in their mailbox. The recipient is often saddened by the lack of value placed on what they've created.
Our lives have become so overwhelmingly saturated with activity we've lost sight of being kind just for the sake of being kind. Sending letters used to be the only form of communication and now it's referred to as a "lost art" and treated as an inconvinence. We talk about not know what to say if we were to write the note and not having anyone to send happy mail to anyway. We don't seem to have that trouble with email, texts, and IM, but sending a note with a stamp is too much.
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You never know who really needs that card or note dropped into their bucket. I have a friend who told me a story about filling other peoples buckets a while back and it really resonated with me. Sending Happy Mail is just that, a bucket filler, a joy maker, a smile maker, a heart string tugger. Think about that for a while. Think about the quiet smile that crosses someone's face when they find a card or letter in their mailbox.
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I don't care if you buy my cards. I care about reaching out to those in your life that you love and care about. Reach out, tell them you thought of them today. Stop scrolling through your social media, absently clicking "like" and actually reach out to someone you've been thinking about this week.
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Your strong friends need that smile too. Be the bright spot in someone's day. Go send a note. Don't complain about the cost of postage, you probably spend more on a coffee two or three times a week.
