Ever have those moments where you weren't quite sure what was missing, but something just didn't feel right. You just didn't feel whole?
Like there was a little part of you that you hadn't heard from in awhile...
And then the phone rings, and an old friend says "Hello" and that little part of you comes home.
Friends have a strange way of knowing when you need a little boost of energy. When you need a little "hey" or a little pick me up.
It's funny how the universe throws at you exactly what you need - when you need it. Like having a cosmic fairy godmother.
So the next time you have a spare moment, reach out and touch someone you love. You never know when it may be the exact thing that your friend or loved one needed. And who doesn't love snail mail? I know Canada Post may be a little touchy subject - but who doesn't like to get actual mail, in their tiny little hands?
The Peanut and I have a little ritual each evening, and checking our mail box (along with all the suspense and buildup it entails) is one of them. The Peanut even loves to open junk mail - she thinks it's for her.
But - when something comes in the mail, with the letters of your name, spelled all pretty-like on the front, there really is nothing like it.
Or the sound of a familiar voice on the other end of the line, actually calling to listen to everything you have to say. Kinda beats email.
Wishing you all happy phone calls and delicious mail...