
Our lovely mail person brought me something today as well. When I left for school I found a bright orange postcard on the doormat. That was from a friend who wrote that she had recently been in India and in Iceland, and in both places she intended to send me a card. But as it often happens, on the airport on her way back she realized she didn't do that. So she sent me a card from Turku, where we both live (approximately 3 km from each other.) "It's been sunny here, and it's hard to choose right shoes to wear with the weather. Let's meet sometime soon? I have an old camera too."
That little card made me so happy. Thanks!
(I know she's going to laugh when she reads this. That thought makes me happy too.)