It’s an age old question…when you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up?
Little known fact about Chick 2:
When I was just a wee one, I wanted to be a mailman, or what we would now call a mail carrier.
At six years old in my childhood home, so many summer afternoons I would watch out the front window starting about 1:00. The mail would arrive between 1:15 and 2:00. I’d wait anxiously for the sound…when I heard the stop, start, stop, start of the mail truck, I’d walk down our hilly driveway to intercept our family’s haul.
I’d sift through the daily pile of JC Penneys catalogs, electric bills, and who knows what else and most days find nothing for me. But once in a while, in amidst all the typewritten envelopes, there would be a piece with my name handwritten on the front. Like a lottery win!
To this day, I LOVE getting personal mail. Opening a personal letter or card is one of my life’s greatest delights. Who wouldn’t want to be the person that delivers those, I thought? Everyone looks forward to seeing you every day and all the treasures you bring!
Life has changed a lot since then. Not only do I realize that most mail isn’t that exciting, these days most of our communication comes through email, texts, snaps, messages and so on. Although I’ve given up on the career ambition of delivering mail, I still send mail as often as I can. In the age of texts and emails, a handwritten letter stands out even more.
Here’s today’s healthy hack for pandemic life: send letters!
In these days of isolation, most of us don’t see each other much, if at all. We have a need for connection and some of us may have more time since we aren’t commuting, etc. So, I’m sending postcards, uplifting quotes, funny cards, and letters to people far and near. Sure I still text, but when I want people to pause, when I want them to know they are special, I send it through the mail.
Words are one of the things I enjoy sharing, whether it’s my own words or a well chosen quote. I tried painting watercolors, but it’s just not my thing. I do enjoy making art, so I added some little accents to cards. I will keep sending these so, in with all the bills and catalogs and coupon flyers, the handwriting on an envelope can bring someone (or many someones) a smile. In the end, I still want to be a person who delivers joy when I grow up.
So, unlike many other things today, “neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds.” Add pandemics to that list in the US Postal Service’s unofficial motto. I’m grateful for these couriers of kindness.
Who can you reach out to in a different way today? Who needs a lift?