I have a confession to make. I'm a little afraid that after I tell you this thing you will think I'm weird and quirky.
You would not be wrong to form this opinion of me.
Ready? Here it is (insert deep courage building breath here).
I sometimes pretend I am a Russian spy and send anonymous postcards and packages to my best friend.
Not only that, but she's in on the game and she send anonymous postcards back.
I'm not even lying about this.
Right now you might be thinking one of 2 things:
I'm going to assume anyone who is still reading this falls into category number 2.
Most of the time our happy mail is simple. Like a rectangle cut out of a cereal box and drawn on with sharpies kind of simple. Usually it's blank cards and postcards found at thrift stores.
Sometimes we get extra creative and a little outrageous. Like the time I opened a Pot Of Gold chocolate box addressed to me and found some sticky photo corners and an old Reader's Digest repurposed into an album to keep all of our postcards in. For real the cover is decorated like some sort of Hogwarts spell book. It's amazing.
Another time I saw these videos on Facebook of people who order mystery packages from Ebay and then open them live. I was like “Bestie would totally be all about that!”
So with the help of my kiddos we filled a manilla envelope with stuff from around our house that would be fun to get in a mystery package.
There were Lego Minifigures, some dried chamomile and lavender from my plants, a few painted rocks, crocheted necklaces my 6 year old made... all sorts of things and it was really entertaining to put together and then watch her open it live!
The anticipation of waiting to hear when the recipient gets what you set them is often even more thrilling than getting happy mail yourself.
I quickly sent off a text to Bestie and asked her to tell me how happy mail makes her feel.
This is what she sent back:
“Like I can’t control my face muscles. Like you know when you are so absorbed in sadness that you ugly cry. Your face contorts and you know you look terrible but are so overwhelmed. Getting happy mail is also overwhelming in its control of your muscles and every fibre of your body. You smile and bounce and want to explode happy particles all over... “
Perhaps happy particles are our inner kindness confetti.
How great is it that a little note and a postage stamp can make someone feel that amazing!
I can't remember exactly how or when our exchange started, but I do know why it continues.
Because for the price of a stamp we can send a little piece of happy mail across the miles that separate us and know the other person will smile and feel our love.
Written By Sarah Scott, homeschool mom of four, self kindness advocate and bonafide self help junkie.
Sarah's regular writing gig is at sarahonpurpose.com, where she shares her own struggles with parenting and well let's be honest adulting in general, the things that inspire her to be intentional with how she spends her time and any other lessons and tidbits she is learning through books, courses and the curve balls life throws her way.
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