As I kid I used to LOVE getting mail…and actually, I still love mail – when it’s not advertisements or a bill, and even sometimes that’s fun – like when the credit card has a zero balance – WHAT WHAT!!
Back on point, thought, there is something magical about sending stuff out into the world and it ending up at the right place. I prefer magic to computer-operated sorting and manual labor.
Last week I sent several little boxes out into the world. In each one was something I had made, as well as little bit of my happiness in making it. There was a sense of excitement and dread, though. I hoped that each gift would work or fit right, but you never really know. So what if it didn’t…or what if they lied about it. I wanted to make someone else as happy as I was in creating the gift.
THEN – I got this picture from my sister in law. Not only did the sweater I made fit my nephew – he LOVED it…and declared it his outfit for fancy day at school. This picture made me smile all night and most of today. I mean – come on – I want a fancy day sweater now! Actually, I want more of my actions to create that sense of pure happiness in someone.
As an aside – I started this whole blogging thing again because of the aforementioned sister-in-law. I’m super glad that my brother had the sense to marry her – even if she does make me feel bad because she ALWAYS sends thank you cards. Her blog about being a mommy makes me remember to find joy in all the mommy moments I get to have each day.