Taking the Time To Reconnect “In Real Life”


I don’t know about you, but I’m not great at keeping up with friends and I don’t think Facebook helps one bit. It gives this false sense of connectedness, where you see what people are doing and you know what’s going on in their lives so you feel no need to pick up the phone or *gasp* write a letter anymore.

I fully admit that I go months without talking to some of my closest friends. Sure, I click “like” on their clever Facebook quips and leave a quick one-word comment when they Instagram adorable photos of their kids posing with Mickey at Disney World. But it never occurs to me to pick up the phone and see how they’re *really* doing.

How long has it been since YOU called your best friend just to chat? Or dropped a thoughtful card in the mail just because?

That’s is one reason I’m enjoying this Hallmark campaign. It’s giving me the nudge to do just that.

It helps that a box of adorable cards like these lands on my front porch every month.


This month when the box arrived on my doorstep, it contained an assortment of every day greetings including cards from their Signature Collection, the Sarah Jessica Parker collection, Life is Good and Shoebox — my long-time favorite Hallmark collection! (I’m a sucker for a snarky card.)

I poured a glass of wine and spent some time sorting through them and choosing the perfect recipient for each one.


Dontcha love my fluffy little companion? She likes to be where the action is.

It was refreshing to step away from the computer and take the time to write heartfelt messages to some of my dear friends who I haven’t reached out to in a while. You don’t realize how many distractions are lurking inside that compelling computer screen until you step away for a bit.


Here’s the funny thing. My hands have almost forgotten how to write. No lie, I have a hard time forming words with pen and paper.

I first noticed this when I tried to write my sentiments on these cards, and I noticed it again yesterday when I was filling out a form for my kids’ camp. I used to have incredibly neat handwriting, and I could change it on a whim depending on my mood. Now I can barely write legibly. It’s a sad commentary on how our culture has evolved in the past ten years. I fear that one day soon, handwriting is going to be a lost art.

It took me a while, but I managed to write several notes to good friends who I haven’t spoken to in a while. I hope they enjoy opening their mailboxes and finding a personal note from a friend among the bills and catalogs.

This post is the fourth in a six-month series sponsored by Hallmark. All thoughts and opinions are my own.