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I used to love to send out Christmas cards- I sent them to my family, some of my friends it was fun.

I liked to pick out cards that sort of showed where I was at- was I feeling Victorian and old fashioned that year? Was I thinking about Snow? Was I sending simple basic cards because I had spent time trying to simplify my life ( oh, ha, ha, ha that is always good for about five minutes here and there over the year)

Then it got complicated.

I started to get E-Cards and then I got the animated cards and then I got things on my FB Wall that danced and sang and rolled their eyes around and snowed all over the place.

I managed to learn some ’emoji” but I hated the e-cards because IF I could get them to work they were full of advertisements- which is like getting junk mail that lives forever and I don’t know about you but I hate junk mail.

Especially Zombie Junk mail.

As a rule, I hate Zombies in ALL of their forms- nasty things.

I dirgress- my point is  you can’t hang e-cards up or put them on tables or next to trays of cookies or on your mantelpiece.

It is very sad.

Holiday Cards have passed out of style I guess.

I still send a few cards out- but I wonder if anyone really cares about them anymore or if after they open them they just stand there with it in their hand and wonder what to do with it because who gets mail with stamps on them anymore?

Christmas is supposed to be about wishes and hopes and dreams and here is one of mine:

I hope that one day getting Christmas cards is part of the holiday fun again- and that they are attached to boxes of cookies and homemade candy.

Something’s can’t be sent as an attachment through email.

And in my opinion they shouldn’t be because where is the fun in that?

 

Christmas Special (2017 ) Writing Prompt #5

Christmas Cards

Dream A Little Home For Me

Photo A.M. Moscoso

I’ve always wanted to live in an old fashioned home that is warmed by a ornate fireplaces and full of hand carved furniture and books about archeology and astronomy.

I’ve always wanted to walk in long dark halls in my home that is lit by candlelight and sunlight and moonlight.

I’ve always wanted a kitchen that smells like apples and freshly baked breads and cookies.

I’ve always wanted to live in a house that used to be a funeral home with a cemetery in the backyard and doors that never stay shut and windows that look out across an endless night where it is always winter.

Holidailies Prompt:

” Tell Us About Your Dream Home “