One of my sweet Daisies, Miss Hailey, from my Girl Scout troop surprised me with the most beautiful box of cards for Christmas. I do not know how she knew, but this is one of my favorite ways to spend my downtime, writing cards and sending them to others.
To me (and my squirts), opening this box is like opening a box of possibilities. My oldest daughter has created a book out of the beautiful cards. My youngest squirt created surprise notes of love hidden beneath my hub’s pillow and my own pillow.
I have used the cards to thank the Daisy, thank some teachers, thank a Girl Scout leader, surprise my hub with a love letter, thank my friend who controls the bush growing on my head, thank a woman blessing who listened when I needed someone to listen, thank a woman blessing who offered to take my youngest squirt to school when my oldest was sick, and send to the women blessings on my #fmfpartysnailmail list.
I also plan to visit The Word Needs More Love Letters to see who else I can send a card.
So, grab that box of cards gathering dust in the back of your drawer, and use your words to change a person’s life if only for the time it takes for him/her to read the card. Every minute counts . . .
Who do you plan on sending a card to today?
Dear. I use the word dear a lot when I refer to my friends: loyal, honest, and ever present. This term may sound a bit dated to some, but this adjective works for me. I cherish these friends and love them with deep affection, and according to Dictionary.com, this defines “dear,” so I must be on the right track. A self-described old soul in an aging body, I embrace the word dear.
Currently participating in Kaitlyn Bouchillon’s #fmfpartysnailmail, I wrote my first letter to a woman blessing on my list and gladly began with a salutation of “Dear.”
And, without a doubt, I think the most important time to use dear is in prayer with the Big One above.
Thank you for all of the blessings in my life even if it takes me a while to discover them. Thank you for all of the friends who have become family. Thank you for guiding me to Kaitlyn Bouchillon’s #fmfpartysnailmail so that I may encourage others through the written word. Thank you for allowing me to be a part of an incredible man’s life. Thank you for giving a dear friend the strength to do what is right for her and her children.
In Your Name I Pray,