Postcards from the Edge

I’ve saved every postcard that our family has received since the kids were born. I thought the boys would appreciate having them. 

Stored in a vintage wine bottle basket, they quietly sit on a high bookshelf in my bedroom. 

But I know they are there.

The basket caught my eye this morning and I had to take it down. I spent time with every card and smiled as I remembered the boys’ excitement as they looked at the pictures and I read them out loud…

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