A handwritten note is such a simple and yet powerful way to connect with others. Don’t get me wrong I love to text, email and even post on people’s facebook walls. They are all fun, easy and convenient ways to send messages. A handwritten note, however,is charming, and I have been a lucky receiver lately.
Imagine, here is little ole me going about my day, heading out to collect, what lately seems like the endless pile of bills and “important papers”. Then I see it, the pretty handwritten envelope. Yes, someone had not only written beautiful words on a card for me they also took the time to put the card in an envelope, address it, attach a stamp and mail it. Now I was tempted to rip that envelope open as I stood in the middle of the lawn. To not take the opportunity to capture the true essence of this gesture and then I stopped and decided to savour the moment. I wandered in, made a cup of tea and sat down to gently open it.
You see sisterly intuition was at work this day. My insightful sister, Deb, had sent me a card full of beautiful words of encouragement and it had arrived on the actual day I was preparing to publish my first ever blog post. Now although my blog topic was cloaked in secrecy Deb instinctively knew exactly what I would need to hear. The card was inspirational and perfectly timed. I stared at those beautiful handwritten words and then courageously stood up ready to publish.
As I came in late last night I collected the mail and once again I noticed a smaller sized envelope tucked in with the bills. Mmmm what could it be, I l was intrigued. You see I have an incredible group of friends who truly inspire me with their extreme thoughtfulness. Last week we had a little get together when one friend actually took a group of us on a surprise outing to celebrate her birthday. If that was not enough generosity she had also sent me a card full of delicious handwritten words to thank me for celebrating with her. This is one of the breathtaking moments that I seek to capture, the power behind the handwritten words.
My most profound note came this morning as I busily packed lunch boxes and checked for library bags. I noticed a piece of paper on the bench. It was folded in half with the words Mum The Best Mum. I opened it and as I began to read my heart ached. The purple sparkly pen was delivering me a powerful message from my beautiful daughter, Phoenix. She was describing how grown up she feels now and asked me to remember she is not a baby anymore. Wow, I do know at 8 years old she is not a baby and yet somehow I choose to still see that vulnerable little bundle and I want to protect her like the day she was born. Yet to see those words written there in her pretty gel pen I knew it was time to take a step back.
Oh the power of the handwritten note.