I got a card in the mail yesterday.
In the midst of the grocery store ads that go straight to the recycling, the Family Fun issue with the Fourth of July cover that makes me feel guilty that I haven't even read the Easter edition yet, right next to the bills and the Athleta catalog and my college's alumni magazine.
A card.
It was from a sweet friend who just wanted to bless me (she did) and make me smile (I did).
In fact, I will smile every time I look at it, because you better believe it's going right next to my kitchen window, where the love from that piece of paper will warm me as regularly as the sun.
So. You know what I'm doing today? (Between diaper changes and hiding all the tubes of toothpaste from Kieran and making lunch and playing fairies with Teyla?)
Sending some cards.
They aren't going to be profound and they will probably be a little wordy since paper doesn't have a backspace button and they might not even be legible, since my carpal tunnel rears its head when I try to hold a pen for more than five seconds and turns my hand into a claw.
But I bet the people who pull them out of their mailboxes in a few days will know I love them.
And that's what it's all about.
(I might also send a letter to my Compassion and World Vision kids today. Did you know you can do that online now? So easy.)
