That Much Happier

I like to make the cards I send out.

Not because I have any great artistic skill, but because it is a way of weaving love into something tangible. It is a chance to do something like knitting someone a hat, or scarf, but on a smaller, less intimate level.

Making a card means that I begin thinking about what I will do days, even weeks, ahead of the event. Ideas will come and go in random little spurts until suddenly I know what I want to do. Then comes the fun part. I begin cutting and pasting, making patterns, or trying out different ways of putting things together, all the time thinking about the person it is going to.

I realize that some people look upon them as childish, or less than, simply because they are not printed in four colors on shiny card stock and sold at retail outlets with matching envelopes. But then neither are Monets, or Van Goghs, not that I am in a class with either of them, but I'm closer than any mass produced thing could ever be.

My cards are one of a kind. Every flaw is put there by my own hands. Every bit of over the top glitter, or paint is a sparkle that reminds me of you. You may not get a kick out of them, but I do and I guess that is why I make them. They make me feel good and they allow me to feel closer to you when I make them.

And if you just happen to get a kick out of one too? Well, then I am just that much happier.