When we first moved into this condo, there were Christmas cards arriving all through December. They lined up happily on every surface and offered cheer whenever you walked into the living room. Now there are few….perhaps twenty at the most. Some days none at all arrive. Other days one. It’s disheartening.
No, our inbox isn’t filled with e-cards. I think we have received just two cards online. Instead, folks are just not sending communications at all. I blame it on the homogenization of the holiday. Oh, this is a good thing as our country becomes more multi-religious, but the loss of communication is not a good thing at all.
Many of the new poor can’t afford to send cards out these last few years. I understand that. Many of the old poor can’t either. There are ways around the cost of cards but not the cost of stamps. Once long, long ago when gas was cheap and cards were cheaper, I bought cards and hand delivered them. For many years I sketched the family and sent out folded papers. The first couple of drawings weren’t good, but they were communication.
This year I bought my cards at the American Cancer Society Thrift store and could afford to buy stamps. I want my friends in the far corners of the world to know I think of them often and I care. Today I offer you all a progression of these sketched cards to let you know I sure do appreciate you all in our lives.