After moving to our latest assignment in Coshocton, Ohio, I announced my new mailing address and received one postcard. And for my birthday, I received 3 cards (the lowest yet) and hundreds of Facebook wishes. Don’t get me wrong. I LOVE my Facebook “Happy Birthdays,” especially since this birthday was spent entirely alone. It gave me connection.
But in this era, post–cards, that postcard I received recently came on a day I was pondering my own disconnect from “tangible” communication and my addiction to filling the loneliness through Facebook, as I wandered around this empty row of mailboxes. That postcard hit happiness nerves I didn’t realize were dormant until the moment I pulled it from the mailbox.
Challenge to my readers: Surprise someone with a real postcard or card. Send it to someone you love. Send it to a stranger, or send it to me. See how it makes you feel knowing you’re going to connect in a much more personal way than we have in maybe a decade. Please feel free to comment below on how it made you feel to send it, or come back and tell me the reaction you had when the person received it.
Love, Marla
P.S. If you don’t have anyone to send a postcard (but I bet you do!) you can always send one to me. Maybe I’ll make a post of postcards I’ve received. Our address (until next April) is Marla Druzgal * P.O. Box 247 * Coshocton * Ohio * 43812 * USA (for my expat and non-American readers)
