I’ve always admired two things about picture postcards: the picture on the card ( way to state the obvious) and the fact that the note on the reverse can be read by anyone out there, as the card passes from hand to hand before it reaches the recipient. It’s like a little peek into someone’s travels, a snippet of their lives, a fraction of their experiences out there in the world.
In the world of instant gratification and with everything being out there in the public domain, that isn’t saying much, I know. If I like a sunset, I whip out the smartphone, capture it and it’s up on instagram before I’ve had a chance to finish watching the sunset in its entirety, right?
So, when I kicked off the idea for the snail mail challenge in June this year among the members of BAR, a part of me woke up in excitement and anticipation. It was all I could do to control myself from checking the mailbox every single day in my apartment. To say that I jumped and did a tiny jig when I saw this beautiful card from Sanch in my post box one morning is no exaggeration. For those of you who know me, dancing is the last thing you’d want to see me do. In fact, if I did, you’d be begging me to stop, with tears in your eyes: tears of laughter, that is.
What is it about a handwritten letter that awakens that deep sense of rootedness? Is it the fact that someone cared enough to actually put pen to paper? Maybe it’s the moving away from the fatigue caused by endless e-mails which go straight into the trash can when we’ve read them. Perhaps it’s the fact that we connected enough with another person to move past the online connection and take it further.
Either way, I am not complaining.
Sanch, by the way, you have incredibly beautiful handwriting, one of the things I have always envied and aspired to. Also, to write this when on holiday and to send it across the seas amidst your travels just makes this all the more special. I have it safely ensconced between the pages of my diary and take it out every two days to read the words, smile and admire the picture.
Most important though, is the fact that I relish doing things offline more and more and don’t stress too much over not being online or available all the time.
For me, that’s probably the best outcome of this challenge. Thank you to all who participated and made this a memory to remember.
What do you enjoy about writing letters? How has it changed for you? Do you think our kids will ever know the thrill that comes with writing a letter by hand and waiting impatiently for a reply?
Our BAR linky is open till tomorrow, September 16th.
Do write and link up a post on a cherished snail mail you received. We’d love to read it 🙂
If the linky closes, leave your link in the comments section.