86.2 F
Spring Hill
Saturday, July 13, 2024
HomeOpinionA Dying Art

A Dying Art

- Advertisement -

By Kathryn Acevedo

As long as I can remember Christmas cards have played a special part during Christmas time.
I can see my siblings and I making cards for relatives near and far with crayons, glitter and construction paper while my Mom would be writing hers up. Some we delivered in person and some we would mail. When the mail came to our home, it was exciting. I remember watching Mom and Dad giving the Christmas cards an honored place all over our home. I loved the special designs, colors, messages and sometimes sweet treats these cards held. These treasures will always take a wonderful role in Christmas.
As an adult, I still feel the same way, just a little different. You see, I saved Christmas cards from the past.
Some of the cards are from those who are no longer here. But Christmas cards still bring joy. My husband and I send between 70-80 Christmas cards each year and I love to receive these gems. This year we have had the pleasure of receiving around 30 cards, so far. Our Christmas cards also have an honored spot, right next to our front door for all to see.
I titled this ” A Dying Art” however, maybe it should be, ” An Art that Should Never Die, Christmas Cards…
Merry Christmas.

By the way, have you sent your Christmas cards yet?

- Advertisment -

Subscribe to our newsletter

To be updated with all the latest news, offers and special announcements.

You can unsubscribe at any time by clicking the link in the footer of our emails. For information about our privacy practices, please visit our website.
We use Mailchimp as our marketing platform. By clicking to subscribe, you acknowledge that your information will be transferred to Mailchimp for processing.

Most Popular