Mail At Rest~Day 14

{This post is part of the five minute friday writes with kate motaung where you have to write about one word in five minutes. 
Today the word is mail and the clock ticks..}


Mail.

I maybe one of the few, but one of the things I love about Sunday's is not having to open the black metaled box with a gold, cheesy emblem on the front of it. Even though I miss the sound of my boys shouting, "Mail's here Mom," the joy of not having to open its possible doom is a relief.

Usually it's a dusting of the late fall cobwebs and a shoving of the hands into its confounds only to pull out letters and bills and notices and all that's to be done is to add them to the stack and smile and move on.

Here and there I get a letter from far away home or a letter from a friend and it's tucked inside and read sometimes over and over again or taped to the refrigerator for comfort words at easy eye lengths.

When mail comes for Christmas, now that's a sight, boxes arrive in stacks on the front porch and little children heave and ho them through the screen door and all is bright.

Birthday's bring bundles from far away and for a moment there's a forgetfulness of all the other days and what the mail may bring.

But then Sunday comes and I awake and the mail is at rest and so am I. 


15 comments:

  1. I love getting mail...even if it's just flyers. means someone, somewhere knows I'm alive (even if it's just the mail carrier). Can't imagine dreading it, but so far I haven't received bad news via the mail. Enjoy your Sundays. :) Visiting from FMF #10.

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    1. Yes, Annette..so true. It means that someone, somewhere knows we're alive. Enjoy your Sunday's too!

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  2. Bonnie, I sure agree with you on that, that a day of rest is nice. When my life changed, career ended, sickness removed me from the workforce...I started down the road to bankruptcy which meant that going to the mailbox became something of an ordeal, for the bills I could no longer pay. Sunday was always such a relief.

    (I should say that the bankruptcy process itself was a relief, and handled with compassion by both the lawyer and the admin law judge at the required hearing.)

    And I got your name right this time!

    #1 at FMF this week.

    http://blessed-are-the-pure-of-heart.blogspot.com/2016/10/your-dying-spouse-219-rooster-fmf.html

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    1. Hi Andrew, I hear ya! I'm not one for rushing to the mailbox and least not right now in my life. It's a tough world out there, thanks for stopping by again!

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  3. Yes! As much as I love mail and packages, it is nice to have one "bill free" day!

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    1. Amen! No bills or hassles for one day. I love it!

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  4. I like this perspective. Because that's life. Letters and notes are few and far between. A surprise of Joy in the midst of so much serious stuff and political ads these days

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    1. Thank you, Somer. I have to remember the joy the mail can bring among all the garbage and try focusing on that more! Thanks for stopping by!

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  5. I love your take on the word, mail. It is nice to have that one day where I won't receive another offer for "the best deal" or "the best credit card" or whatever you want to put in the subject.... That being said, it is nice to receive an actual letter from a person rather than junk mail. :)

    Blessings and have a great weekend!

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    1. Yes, Gail. I am right along with you. It is nice to have that day "free" from checking the mail, but love it when that letter from a friend or family member does come. Thanks for visiting!

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  6. Love your description of the boys carrying the heavy Christmas packages inside. It won't be long before the boys will be bigger than the boxes!

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    1. Thank you, Gina. I know that day will come soon, but I'm hoping it comes ever so slowly!

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  7. Great perspective, Bonnie. I usually send my kids for the mail because sifting through the bills and requests for money and junk mail is sometimes an irritation. I will confess, though, that even as an adult, I sort through each envelope and flier in hopes of finding something personal. ;)

    I like Sundays (and national holidays) when the mail isn't delivered. Nothing to sort through. A time for rest. Super post!

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    1. Thank you, Jeanne. I love Sunday's as well. Just one more day of not being busy doing something but instead, resting and trying to soak in all the peace I can. Thank you for stopping by.

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  8. Bonnie,
    what a beauty to describe the rest. Even our mail carriers deserve a day of rest. :) One of the delights of our retired neighbors is when our girls gather their mail and bring it to them. Now that we're signed up for automatic billing on almost every payment of utilities, we have a lot less mail in the box.
    It was a delight to have you come over to my side. Thank you!
    Love,
    Tammy

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