“Hi Dianna, I hope to see you soon.  I love you. When can we have a sleepover? We are praying for Greg.” Love , Mereyah  ~ her youthful writing was precious and made my day!

Call me crazy! Call me a hoarder! Call me sentimental, but I keep them all.   In my office at home I have a drawer full of precious, precious cards expressing  “Thank you’s” to birthday/holiday greetings, to “Just thinking of you!” and more. Whenever I open the drawer and sift through the sweet meaningful thoughts expressed my heart becomes so full.

Texts and emails can also be sweet, thoughtful, and encouraging yet they lack the emotional punch I feel when I see a note someone has taken the time to write with their own hand! I’m not qualified to explain why that is but I know that it is true.

In this time of fast technology there are so many ways to communicate, to stay connected. Yet I am wondering if the art of written communication is becoming less and less a value in our society – that would be really sad.

Have you ever given someone a carefully chosen gift, a gift that took you a lot of time to decide upon, and you received a heartfelt “thank you” card in return?   Have you ever gone through a rough time only to go to your mailbox to find an unexpected card expressing words of hope and life?  Have you ever succeeded at a task or goal and found a card of congratulations waiting for you on your desk?  Have you ever lost a loved one and received words of care and love in the form of a heartfelt card?  I have experienced all of these and know personally how much they meant to me.

As I sift down deeper in my “card drawer” I find cards that I received years and years ago.  My eyes swell with tears as I recognize the handwriting of my Grandmothers Eva and Nanny.  They are magic to me, they are priceless and fill my soul.  There is power in the written word ~

Is there someone who could use a card from you today? 🙂