Wednesday, December 29, 2010

What you forgot, that a postcard reminds you

I think that people forget that they are unique and special because of that. In our society where so much, even waiting in line for checking out groceries, we are treated the same, it is easy to forget all that we have to share, and all that experience which is ours alone.

I was asked ‘where do I get my postcards’ and the answer, which took weeks in figuring out is ‘one at a time, the best that there is.’ Most postcards I have are unique: I go and find and buy a postcard or postcards, because it is the best postcard I can find, the most perfect postcard I can find, the postcard that will please you the best. When people want Fairies, I sometimes send Nene Thomas postcards: except Nene Thomas didn’t make postcards, but if you bought the 2006 calendar, they had a few in there. So I spend about 6 days searching and finding vendors who specialized in Nene Thomas or calendars and emailed and bought some postcards and had them sent and within 2-3 weeks, I had them. And that is how I got 20 postcards. And that is what I do 1/3rd of my day, with 1/3rd of the income I can make selling my books. Because someone needs to remind you, with an imagine landing on your front door: you are a unique and special individual, and one worth knowing.
It is easy to forget, particularly as December seems the busy month to remind ourselves much less others how important they are, and how important they are to the people around them and in their lives.

I was sick a lot of December and didn’t send many each week, but I sent 20, then 30, and 60, and a few more, so 115 this month. But the people I sent too were also sick, or busy with children, or busy with trying to keep up with society and friends and family even though they might have had a chronic illness from depression to fibro, chronic pain, or fatigue. And in all of this, I wanted to let them know that I knew how hard it was some days, and how much they tried. I knew all of that and I admired and respected them for that. And so for them, I always send the best: the best postcard, the best decoration on the postcard and the best custom stamps as possible.
Even when I am ill, and even when things are hard, it matters to me to keep sending the postcards. I want to make sure any who reached out to me, who take a risk like that emotionally, get a postcard from me, someone who wants to know more about them, someone who thinks they are interesting. Life, or the bustle of it can wear us down, or give us illness, or make fighting our illness harder. I hope these helped 100+ people remember that to me, they way they try, the way they reach out in caring, all in so many aspects about them they really are a person worth knowing. It is easy to forget that we make a difference, and easier to forget to look for ways to make that difference.

In risking to reach out and share that you really care and hope that they have a good day, and write you back, you risk and I risk exposing myself emotionally. And when only three or five postcards return from those who are written to, it is easy to feel hurt. And often I do, but that doesn’t mean that the message is wrong, it just means people need to remember more than ever that they are kind and caring, and reach out to others, and that is part of what makes the important to me. Each person has unique enjoyments (which I try to match a postcard to), personality and experiences that can be used to remind ANOTHER person how THEY are important, and unique, and so it continues. That is my hope.

4 comments:

hanameow said...

Soon, it'll be a New Year! How are you, Miss Elizabeth? Your awesomeness is shining like Venus at dawn. Thank you for your continuous effort to send out the special encouragements to your entire neighbors in the Universe. Your messages/postcards are filled with LOVE <3 Thank you for being LOVE, thank you for sending us a reminder that we are all loved :)

BTW, I used to collect all the interesting postcards or letter pad when I was little. I found some still sitting inside of my desk at home in Japan...It was fun to look at them!! and yes, I still do collect those. I found fun post cards in Belgium last year. I'll send you one for ya later!!

Stay well!

Love and Gratitude,

Hana & Seesaw the cat from snow covered Big Apple

wendryn said...

I love the postcards you send. I send a lot every week, including your two, because of this project. Your influence goes far! :)

catsmum said...

I hope this is a good year for the three of you
thankyou for being who you are
much love
Susan [ and David ]

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