I just read an article about Shelli Gardner on the Scrapbook & Cards today Blog that was really nice. I love Shelli and her take on life. Part of the article touched me and I wanted to share it with you:
"We live I such a fast-moving, hectic, high-tech world that I think people are starting to miss the simplicity of creativity, the experience of touching and feeling things and creating things with their hands...a yearning to get "back to the basics," to slow down, connect with people in a personal way, and create something simply and personal."
I recently sent out hand-stamped cards to family and friends celebrating a birthday, graduation, or anniversary in May; something I always encourage others to do, but rarely have taken the time to do myself. As a matter-of-fact, I considered including smelling salts in each card because I thought everyone would faint when they actually received a card from me. It was so touching to receive calls from several of those friends thanking me for the card that made them feel really special. Though I appreciate any well wish I receive, whether it be in a call, text, or email, there's something magical about receiving a real paper card in the mail. The experience of touching and reading a card that I know contains a little piece of someone's heart, warms me in a way that nothing else does. Every card is usually displayed prominently in my home for weeks before being stored in a special keepsake box to be brought out again any time I need a little mental pick-me-up.
This is the "why" of being a Stampin' Up! Demonstrator for me. I know that when I get together with so many amazing women each month I am not only enjoying their company for the time we're together, but the cards they're making will eventually be shared with others in a personal, loving way that will make them feel loved and cherished. How cool is that?
I want to thank you all again for allowing me to share my love of stamping and scrapbooking with you. I could not do this without you and the happiness you all bring into my life is beyond measure.