Grateful for snail mail

ImageThis is the time of year when I realize that I’ve watched my friends’ kids grow up via Christmas card.  I’m so GLAD we still have snail mail to deliver these little time capsules to my mailbox.  They go up on the wall above my home desk and I glance at them and marvel that people my age are being so, well, grown up, shepherding those precious lives through this awesome and really scary world.

Of course, the adults are in the photos too.  But come on, we all know Mom and Dad are just in there for a size reference.

Some of the kids I’ve met.  Some I might never meet.  Some are as far away as Nepal.  What really gets me is that most of them aren’t babies anymore.  When did that happen?

I treasure, especially this year, their smiles and their promise.

Advertisements

Got thoughts or suggestions? Share 'em and make my day!

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s