Do you remember when s n a i l m a i l was all we had? I haunted the mailbox in search of news from camp friends, grandparents, or magazines. Getting mail was tangible proof that someone, somewhere, had been thinking of you.
And then there were packages! What a treat!
Here is a fantastic little video about the joy of unexpected mail. (I'd embed the video but vimeo informs me that's not possible).
As a grown-up, I've developed some sort of postal phobia. I still like making packages and writing letters, but I can't seem to finish the task: wrap up the package, drag myself to the post office, and drop it in the slot or bin. This is silly on so many levels, mostly because once I finally do it, I thrill with anticipation of the receiver getting it. Sending a package is just as good as getting one!
So here is a beezer challenge: make someone happy. Send a package! If funds are short, send a letter! Make it yourself or handpick the contents. Let someone know you were thinking of them. And in case you, too, have postal phobia, here's a deadline: send it by Monday, Sept 28. (This will go down on your permanent record.)
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Thursday, September 24, 2009
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