When Your Words On a Page Matter
On a shelf in my room, I have a stash of cards. One is very large; it definitely required extra postage. One is about the size of a post-it. Several are standard greeting card dimensions.
But nothing about the content of these cards is standard. They are sweet words from friends, kind thoughts from family, encouraging boosts from mentors. They are filled with love, which, though common, will never be standard.
I go to this shelf and pull out a card when I need a reboot, or a reminder of who I want to be. Without fail, the words - written months or years ago with a pen that's long since gone dry - still light me up and rev me up.
So, if we are thinking about sending someone a card or hesitating because the effort might not seem worth it, let me offer us this: send the card.
In a world where it's easy to feel like little things don't matter, a handful of words on the page - as has been true since letter writing began - matter.
Maybe your card will end up on a shelf. Maybe it will be pulled out and reread by hands that are tired. And maybe it will be put back on the shelf by hands that have been renewed.
Or maybe it will be read once. And once was enough, because the recipient folded those words into her head and heart and returned to her day a renewed person.
We live in a modern world with so much enormity: huge skyscrapers, tankers long as football fields, parking lots that take up block after block after block. And despite all this human-made enormity, a few words on a page - as has been true since letter writing began - still matter.