I love mail. I love writing letters, receiving letters, and surprising people with letters. I love the thrill of finding a personal card or letter in my mailbox, and get giddy when I send off a letter hoping the recipient will be as excited to find the snail snuggled in their mailbox.
Yesterday, I went out to the mailbox to get the mail and found the saddest piece of snail mail of all. A card I sent to a friend recovering from a broken hip was returned to me because she checked out earlier than expected. It was great news that she was released from the facility early but sad because she missed my cheery card. I’ll save it for her until she gets home. Perhaps I’ll put it in a new envelope and resend it so she can find the snail in her own mailbox.
It’s a catchy little song but my least favorite mail words…”Return to Sender.”