When the daily bundle of mail arrives searching through the stack can be disappointing… mostly bills, catalogues decorated for Christmas before Halloween has even happened, advertisements. But every once in a while, don’t you love it when you come upon a little gem of delight in that stack, like a lovely little envelope hand addressed just to you?
With a pretty coordinating stamp in the upper right hand corner and a hint of who it’s from stamped in the left hand corner?
As you touch the smooth paper to turn the envelope over you feel the lush thickness and hear the crackling of the lining.
Under the sealed flap you may see the blind embossed name of the stationary house, in this case Smythson.
Sometimes a decorative detail from the card may adorn the flap as well.
As you tear open the envelope you find a personal message written just for you.
In the fast-paced, techy world in which we communicate I love taking the time to hand write my notes of gratitude. I relish in the process of selecting the stationary, the stamps and the pen I’ll use to create my messages. Checking off the names on my list as I finish writing each note gives me a sense of accomplishment. Finally, I love the sharp click-click sound of stamping them with my return address stamp, sealing them up and placing them in the mailbox, flipping up the flag to let the postman know I have something ready to go out into the universe. I take pleasure in the knowledge that slowly but surely each little creation will make it into the hands of my dear friends.