There's something so great about getting real mail, the prettier the envelope among all the junk, the better. Getting an email or text is nice, but to open that letter from the mailbox, see the handwriting, re-read it for years to come ... that's just the best.
I saw a great commercial for the U.S. Postal Service last night, where it said that football has its season, baseball has its season, but now is the season for the U.S.P.S. All those beautiful holiday cards and packages, with the postal workers trudging through rain, sleet, and snow (and heat out here) to bring expressions of love to people everywhere deserve our appreciation. It's also a wonderful tradition that would be sad to see go away. We've already lost our great old post office here in Venice (the annex one just isn't the same), so it's right to be a little concerned.
So, when the spirit (or your heart) moves you, put together a little surprise to make someone's day. And keep the Post Office alive. Be creative, be honest, be appreciative, be loving. Filling someone's heart is a beautiful reward.
“The frankest and freest and privatest product of the human mind and heart is a love letter.”
- Mark Twain