Cards

I like cards.  Maybe it's because I come from a family that doesn't express feelings well, so we need to write them down.  I don't know, but I come from a card giving family.  I have often spent well over an hour in the card section of a store, just reading, looking for that one card that captures exactly what I would want to say to someone.  I love that feeling of finding one, or more that are just perfect.  I remember the checkout lady starting to cry once when she read the card that I was buying for my mom.  It was my first year away from home at college and her daughter had also just left home. 

One day, I was burning a bit of time before some appointment by reading cards and I bumped into my cousin, doing the exact same thing.  It was kind of funny because we usually didn't have much to talk about.  Apparently, card reading is a strong family trait.  My Grandma has the talent of making a birthday card arrive exactly on your birthday.  Even now at 90, my baby's birthday card arrived her right on the day. 

These are a few cards that I liked, but haven't sent to anyone yet.  Sorry it's a little blurry on the words.

I keep lots of cards that were sent to me, especially ones that meant something special.  I have shoe boxes stashed away that I sometimes look through and remember how much it meant to me to get that one from my sis when I was feeling down, or whatever. I like to keep them to remind me of my other Grandma and how she would underline the parts that she really agreed with.  Sometimes she would underline the whole message...or maybe that was my Grandpa fooling around with her.  I can see him doing that.

My husband, on the other hand, is not a card person.  He tries because he knows I like them and he has purposefully gone out just to get a card for me for our anniversary.   I think it's cute that he tries and I love him for it.  He apologized to me this Valentines Day for not getting me one.  What's funny is, I have quit getting cards for him.  He doesn't know what to do with them, and I'm not going to keep them for him.  So, he who doesn't understand the card thing is looking for them, and she who loves cards is no longer looking. 

Marriage, ain't it grand?  :)