Sifting Through the Past

This post is not really about birding. It is about sifting through decades of greetings cards sent mainly for Christmas, birthdays and a wedding anniversary of many years ago. Many of the cards have birds on them, reflecting my interest in birding.

Around the time of my last birthday I decided to rearrange a closet in our home office. I pulled out garbage bags full of newspaper clippings and a box filled with cards. I don't know why I kept any of this for so long. I tried once before to shred the cards but seeing ones from people no longer alive stopped me. It was like they were dying again. So I put the box back in the closet.

Moose holiday card sent from New Hampshire.
(Margo D. Beller)

This time I'm trying a different way. I am tossing cards that have no personal or otherwise identifying messages into a trash bag and shredding the envelopes, basically anything with personal information.

It is taking a long time. As I do it I think of how we used to communicate with each other. Friends and relatives would go to a store, pick a card with the receiver in mind, and put it in the mail. Many of these cards are funny. Some are sentimental. I found a couple sent in different years from a former landlady and a former boss, both no longer alive.  All these cards are full of love in some way or another.

Some cards I am keeping, such as birthday and Valentine cards from my husband, or some cards from departed friends as a way of remembering them.

As I work I see old cards from people who have moved away. I see old cards from people now no longer talking to me. I see old cards from people I don't hear from all year except at Christmas. I see old cards from people who now are using e-card companies or sending messages to my Facebook feed. I have cards that included pictures of my friends' children, who are now grown adults. Few send Christmas letters telling me what they are up to anymore. 

Everyone seems to be busier than when they were younger. Sending a message over email or text or Facebook is much easier, takes much less time, is cheaper and avoids the United States Postal Service, which is always overwhelmed at holiday time.

Holiday letters saying what the sender or his/her family has been up to have long been a thing of the past. I stopped doing that some time ago because except for certain illnesses I didn't have much to say. I don't have the most interesting life, and people already know about my adventures in birding from this blog. I now send out many fewer Season's Greetings cards than I used to. Some people who used to send me cards have stopped doing so, cutting me from their mailing list.

Greeting cards have become an endangered species.

I am slowly making my way to the bottom of the box and I'll have a lot of envelopes to shred. The garbage bag is filling. This task is taking much longer than expected and I will have to continue tomorrow. In a way I am glad to be getting less paper from people. As I get older I know I should start de-cluttering decades of stuff in my house. This one closet is a small start. Next will be decades of clippings from my years in journalism. 

Birthday card (Margo D. Beller)

As I dump these cards I am saddened to think of those who are gone, either through death or something my husband or I may have said, or who use the internet because it is easy to do and takes only a microsecond of their time. I miss the care and effort people put into their cards. 

The human element.

We are in a dehumanizing world. Every day we see things in the news that batters our psyches. In this techno-centric world, getting a holiday card is a physical reminder of connections between us and our friends and family. I miss my departed friends and relatives. I miss those family and friends who do not live close to us. Nowadays I'm glad just to get electronic birthday greetings. 

But it's just not the same.