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Friday, July 11, 2014

I Wish You Were Here…

It is amazing how time passes so quickly. It’s hard to believe that it has been almost two months since I left for France. But yesterday I sat down and relived all of my wonderful adventures again.


I have a fondness for postcards. I love to receive them as well as send them. A few years ago I gave myself permission to send postcards out AFTER I had come home from a trip. This happily took the pressure off to write them while on vacation. The delay also provides an opportunity to look through the pile of pretty and sift through precious memories once more.


I love visiting a place and then searching through a rotating stand until an image “speaks” to me. My Grandma Jingles, now 92, grew up on a farm in the depression era and loves to tell stories about how my great Grandmother Emma insisted that flowers still be planted in her garden during that financially difficult time. How I wish I could have put my grandmother in my pocket and carried her around Monet’s Garden with me. That is exactly what I penned on the back of the card. Just 10 quick little words. But I know they will mean as much to her as if I had written an entire novel. 


Who knew that just a small amount of space to could so freeing? It removes the pressure of having to write volumes. This paper gem was sent to a friend who loves to cook. I simply wrote “I can happily imagine the meal you would create here.” Just the image of the lovely stove is sure to warm her heart.


For the aunt who loves to sew with brightly colored fabrics I found an image of lovely Provençal ladies. It was signed “I sew wish you were here.”

It is an easy connection, a reminder to those I love and adore that they are in my thoughts. It’s all any of us want. To be remembered.


This post was written in memory of my mother Karen. Today marks the 40th anniversary of her passing. I keep a photograph of us on my nightstand.

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Not a day goes by that I don’t think “I wish you were here.”


Is there a postcard you could send?



Auntie Em said...

In my experience, people love receiving happy mail and being thought of no matte when you send it.
Beautiful cards and sweet messages.
I never remember the day my Mother passed away. I know it was in July but I prefer to remember only her birthday instead, same as other special people in my life who are gone.
Thank you for sharing your lovely notes! {{{hugs}}}

Kelley said...

Awwww. Hugs to you today, Laura. You look a lot like your beautiful mother. And look at your head of hair, girl!

Your postcards are lovely. Who sends handwritten sentiments today? You know, snail mail? So very few. They convey, "I was thinking of you."

Happy weekend,

Rita C. said...

How very thoughtful of you, Laura! I love the sentiment you put into choosing each of your postcards. I try to do the same in selecting birthday cards for family. It's definitely an old-fashioned gesture these days, as I don't receive many myself, but cherish those I do. I'm sure your loved ones will too. I'm sure your mom has smiled upon you in some small way today. She knows your love like only a mother knows.

therelishedroost said...

Love this idea of creative postcards , and I am dying to go to France! Thank you for such kind words about my home today at Marty's -A Stroll Thru Life! Nice to meet other great bloggers this way.

black sabeth said...

i love grandma karen so much!!! i love you more!!!

GSGreatEscaper said...

I also send the cards after I get home, now, and often they get to the recipient faster than if they had been sent from 'away.' My good friends who travel a lot often send me cards from exotic places and I treasure them! Reminds me that I should let them know that...thanks Laura. (BTW those blue and white tiles are the bomb!) Good luck on your decorating projects, hope we will see them soon!

marty (A Stroll Thru Life) said...

Love the postcards and that pic of you and your mom is so precious.

Ann@A Sentimental Life said...

So sweet you wished your Grandmother was with you at Giverny. I adore postcards, I bought alot off of a little lady at one of the vendors on the Seine. she took a likeing to me a shooed another potential customer away that was pushy. It is a good memory of Paris for me. I also love to read the back as much as the front..

~Lavender Dreamer~ said...

What a beautiful photo of your mother. I think we all wish we could share our happy times with loved ones. And yes, I love to send postcards and send quite a few from Florida. Enjoy your day...keep reliving that fun trip! Sweet hugs, Diane

Vel Criste said...

I feel for you Laura - your mother for sure is wishing she could send a happy postcard to you too... :-)

Pat@Life At Lydias House said...

What a sweet post and such a beautiful picture of you and your mother!

Susan said...

Oh gosh, Laura. Your attractive mother holding her darling girl is just precious.

Yes, I bought postcards recently on a daytrip to Manchester, Vermont. I should make them out and send them. Thanks for the inspiration. Susan

Linda said...

Hi Laura,
This is a beautiful, poignant post. It immediately made me think of the old postcards from the 1940s that my Dad, his Mother, his brother, his sister and niece, wrote back to his father while they were on a camping adventure in northern Wisconsin and Grandpa was back home in Chicago. They saved those postcards and every once in a while I'll look at them, and wistfully think about days and people gone by. It seemed like such a simple, more magical time then (though I know in reality, they faced the same hardships, if not more, than us). It's precious to have their handwriting on these little photographic wonders....
Love, Linda