The gift of mail

I love email. It is a way to stay connected with family. Three of my sisters are great at writing long emails detailing the adventures in their lives and includes pictures. My other sister and I send the occasional one line response, just to let them know we are alive. Or because our  mom reminds us of our manners:P

And of course at work, email helps me to avoid talking to people:D.

But there’s something special about receiving an actual letter in the mail. It’s so unexpected and rare. In fact, my parents sent a postcard from France to thank me for watching their dog. They arrived home before the card arrived. Which just made it all the more awesome.

And then there’s the other mail. The ones in brightly colored envelopes that bring cards, or evil advertisements masquerading as cards.

Which leads us to a couple days ago. I check the mail when I arrived home hoping that my children didn’t beat me to it and I discovered this:

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It was a homemade Christmas card (in July). No name. No signature. Just good wishes. It made me happy. Which is why I’ll be cuing the Mission Impossible music and passing it along to someone else in the next few days. May it be a bright start or a nice ending to their day.

Until next time.

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at www.lindaandrews.net She’d love to hear from you.
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