The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions – the little, soon forgotten charities of a kiss or a smile, a kind look or heartfelt compliment.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
I keep a file called “Deb’s Love.”
It’s nothing fancy—just a simple folder filled with cards. The usual kind people give for birthdays, anniversaries, or simple thank-yous.
I originally saved them for a couple of reasons. First, it just doesn’t feel right to toss a thoughtful card straight into the trash. I like to hang on to them for a while, to appreciate the person who spent time choosing just the right card and writing me a special note—oh, how I love handwritten notes❣️
Sometimes the artwork alone is too beautiful or interesting to hide away or throw out. So, I pin them to my office board, enjoying them for a spell. My family and close friends know I get giddy over art and expression. Often, the card itself—before I’ve even read the sentiment—feels like a gift in and of itself.
But eventually, there were just too many. And still, I couldn’t part with them. So, I created a file. A simple solution, really. I didn’t have to decide which to keep or whether to keep them at all. I figured if I was still debating it, that was reason enough to hold onto them a little—or a lot—longer.
I’m happy to report that I’m thrilled I kept them. They bring me joy, confidence, and love—over and over again.