Lost In the Mail

Some of the greeting cards my father sent me, that I’ve kept over the years. (Credit: Mary Ann Lopez)

About six months ago I needed to buy a card for some occasion. I don’t remember exactly why, but while I was searching for the perfect greeting card, I decided to pick up an extra, you know just in case I might need it later.

The extra was one of those motivational types, the “you’re doing great and killing it” cards. Rather than sending it to a friend, I decided to hang on to it. I knew one day, I might need that card to make me…