I'm not sure what exactly it is about mailboxes, but I have a fondness for them. Especially ones that are along a country road, or decorated prettily for the upcoming season or a holiday.
I guess they kind of make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside when I see just the right kind of one.
Maybe it's because I get a glimpse of memories of the days when I used to wait so expectantly for a letter from a relative, a pen pal or my best friend, or for cards at Christmas and my birthday.
Maybe they give me a feeling of down home, true America when life was much simpler, when families and friends stayed close through good old fashioned correspondence no matter how far apart they were.
Having a letter in your hand, reading it over and over, and knowing it traveled miles just to be delivered especially for you..... well, that's just something you can't replace with a text message or an email.
There's something so special about having a tangible letter from someone, knowing they wrote it with their own hand because you're special to them. And you have that letter, in its envelope for years to come....
I have an old shoe box with letters such as that. And they're priceless to me.
Yes, perhaps that's why I love mailboxes so much. ☺
I love this post, Kimberly Marie! Beautiful pictures! I could not agree more. I too have shoe boxes of letters I have kept over the years and they are some of my most treasured keepsakes.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Janet! It's so nice to have this interest and love of letters in common! I have to tell you that I've been more of a silent reader these past few months of your posts on your blog, and have enjoyed them so much! Will have to stop by and leave you with a few of my thoughts on all that's been going on in your world!
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