A 12-postcard collection
Story time
My grandma lives in Canada. She always has cheering from a distance, loving from afar. So I love to mail her something. Birthday cards, Valentine's, Mother's Day, and honestly any reason I can find.
Growing up, my dad travelled a lot. He'd come home with postcard from wherever he'd been, or post them ahead so they'd be waiting. I've collected them since I was five. There's something about a postcard that a text will never be it means someone stopped, picked it up, and thought of you enough to send it.
That's why I made this collection. For anyone in your life who deserves to know they're thought of. Your grandma. Your mum. Your best friend three time zones away. Yourself, on a good day.
Twelve postcards. One for every month. Because some people deserve flowers all year.
A 12-postcard collection
Story time
My grandma lives in Canada. She always has cheering from a distance, loving from afar. So I love to mail her something. Birthday cards, Valentine's, Mother's Day, and honestly any reason I can find.
Growing up, my dad travelled a lot. He'd come home with postcard from wherever he'd been, or post them ahead so they'd be waiting. I've collected them since I was five. There's something about a postcard that a text will never be it means someone stopped, picked it up, and thought of you enough to send it.
That's why I made this collection. For anyone in your life who deserves to know they're thought of. Your grandma. Your mum. Your best friend three time zones away. Yourself, on a good day.
Twelve postcards. One for every month. Because some people deserve flowers all year.
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