Snail Mail

I have to say that I am a true romantic. I love when the doorbell rings and upon opening it I find the post woman standing there with a letter in her hand. That´s how my day started today. This little white envelope with the blue and red stripes around the border was being handed to me. I immediately knew it was from my mom, in Zambia. The blue square in the corner with the words, ¨by airmail¨, and the zambian stamp costing K3,300 in the right hand corner were dead give aways. I know that we are in an era where letters are almost extinct but if you can imagine, there are actually still places on this planet that do not have an internet connection. Cell phones, that´s a whole different story. For example, my mom, who is in Zambia working with the Peace Corps. The nearest town with Internet is 100km and she has to hitch hike to get there so you can see how snail mail is another option. But what I really am wanting to get at is the joy of opening a little white letter and recieving an email is not the same. It´s so much more exciting to get mail, which isn´t junk or bills. Someone has actually taken the time to write, gone to the post office, purchased a stamp and mailed the letter. That is so much more note worthy. So a big thanks to my mom for making my day!