Have you ever wondered if your card made a difference? Sometimes we send cards because we care. Sometimes we send cards because we feel obligated. Sometimes we send cards so we can let others know we are good people. You know, sitting around in a group and saying, ” I spent my morning sending get well cards. So many people seem to be sick”.
But what about the receiver? Does it matter that we send cards. Honestly, I cannot speak for other people, but I am so thankful that someone remembered me enough to take a card, write a note, address the envelope, stamp it and put it in the mail. That is a chore. That takes time. That takes brain power and physical energy.
Yesterday I started putting the cards we received, after my husband died, into plastic sleeves and into notebooks so we can read them over and over. There are 182 cards. Big cards, little cards, expensive cards, less expensive cards. Lots of beautiful cards. Cards of sunsets, sunrises, flowers, poems, butterflies, beaches, famous paintings, and so many more pretty things.
There were some homemade cards. Clever and beautiful. There were cards made by children. So special. There were computer generated cards that were personalized with Ray’s name in them. I was so impressed.
But most impressive are the notes written in the cards by the sender. There is so much care expressed in these notes. You can feel the sentiment of the writer and how they are trying hard to show you how much they are hurting for you. You can feel their agony as they are letting you know that they cannot imagine the shock and horror of this tragedy. They are sincere, honest and open with their feelings.
You can tell they are thinking, “What if this happened to me? I cannot imagine the pain connected to a sudden death like this”. On these pretty written pages you feel the raw emotions of your friends, family and acquaintances. You feel the strong human expressions of love.
Cards can be bought for fifty cents or cards can be bought for several dollars. If you buy in bulk they can be even less expensive. Some of the sayings and poems in the cards are right on target to tell the story that you wish to send. As I sit and read the cards over and over, I can just visualize you at the counter picking out the one that says what you want it to say. Card writers are marvelous with their wit and their understanding and their ability to hit the point.
But it is not the expense of the card nor the beauty of the card. It is the note that is written by you that causes it to mean so much. These notes are hard to write. So many people said, “Words are just not available to let you know how much I hurt for you”. I get it. It is very hard to know what to say and how to say it. But it is enough that you make the effort.
Just write the most honest and sincere thing in your head. In a few words, open up your heart and let this person feel your joy, your hurt, your concern and your faith. The receiver knows you are caring about them when you send the card. Now let them see your feelings for them. But do more than sign your name, write a few words to let the receiver know how you feel.
It does not matter if you spend 25 cents, 50 cents or four dollars on the card. It is the written notes inside that mean so much. I cherish every card that I got. I read them over and over. You bring me so much comfort. I thank you all, my friends, that you spent the time, the energy, the effort to write to me and help me find my peace.