Christmas Cards

American card, circa 1940

American card, circa 1940 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I am working on Christmas cards today. There was once a time when sending out Christmas cards felt like a necessity. In my childhood, my Mommy would love putting the cards on the wall or around a door. She loved seeing how many we would receive in any given season.

I remember watching her fill out the cards and the envelopes when I was a little girl and telling me who the card was going to. As I grew older I helped and then independently. It is a joy I looked forward to every year, because I was letting people know they were important to us, and some important only to me.

It has been a long time since I have sent out any Christmas cards. This year is different. This year the purse strings are tight, but a Christmas card isn’t too much to let the ones I love know I am thinking about them through this wonderful time of year.

So, if I call you to get your address for the thousandth time – yes, Mart, this means you – just go ahead and give it to me. There is a brand new Christmas card list waiting to have names filled in with addresses. This is one tradition that is not going the way of the great blue footed booby.

About Henrietta Handy

I have returned home to the mountains. No more am I "a mountain-girl far from home." Diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis at 2 1/2, I understand pain, fatigue, laughter, joy, and love all while on crutches and in wheelchairs. This blog is just about me, mostly the writing side, but there are forays into so many different topics. I am married to a wonderful husband who puts up with my writing, knitting, yarn, with the love of a saint. We have fur babies, and one cat who rules us all.
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5 Responses to Christmas Cards

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  2. Brian Bixby says:

    I had a similar experience growing up, when the cards received would all be taped to the door frame between the landing and the living room. And this year, after a lapse of many years, i sent out cards. (It helped that someone I knew was selling cards.)


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