Samara O'Shea

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Mailing the Love

Tuesday, February 14th, 2012

Happy Valentine’s Day! I hope you’re feeling the love. These are letters traveling to my loved ones. . .

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This pretty postcard is on its way to Erica and Aubrey in Texas thanking them for the card they sent me (two blogs ago). Card courtesy of Hope Wallace Karney.

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This is a thank you note on its way to Laurie–event coordinator of the Little Theater at Harcum college–for having me there last Thursday. The clever postcard design is by Missive Maven and was generously gifted to me by reader Mike from Virginia.

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And now for the cards (three of each) going out to good friends.

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The inside before I add my own sentiments. . .

Finally, a Valentine’s Day quote:

“To love somebody is not just a strong feeling–it is a decision, it is a judgement, it is a promise. If love were only a feeling, there would be no basis for the promise to love each other forever. A feeling comes and it may go.” ~ Erich Fromm, The Art of Loving

Postcards from Exotic Places

Friday, May 13th, 2011

Happy Friday. I’d like to share some of the ephemera I received while I was away . . .

Reader Masa sent me this postcard. Postcards from Louisiana look like they’re from another country. Charming! I find postcards are a fun way to keep in touch with people you see regularly. They are text messages that go through the mail. Short, sweet, I’m-thinking-of-you messages that warm the heart of both sender and recipient.
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Masa also sent me this photo. Apparently this woman pronounces her last name “po’shea.” I wonder how she pronounces Samara . . .
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I received another postcard from the Mystery Traveler. This time he writes me from Banjul, capital of The Gambia, where the people are “very nice and hospitable”. Sadly this will be his last postcard from Africa for a while. He’s finished with his work there. I hope he continues to write me from wherever he heads to next.
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Had to include a close-up of the stamps. Script on the left says, “Musical Instruments of the Manding Empire.” I bet they make precious music.
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This weekend, I am off to Manhattan. Tomorrow I’ll visit the Morgan Library’s exhibit on historic diaries. Can’t wait! I’ll have a full report on Monday. Enjoy your weekend.

Postcards from Africa

Monday, March 7th, 2011

Hello, I hope everyone had a splendid weekend. I did. I loved the rain last night (it was pouring over most of the east coast). Falling asleep to a determined downpour is a treat and a sign that spring is near—as it was rain and not snow.

I also hit my PO Box and received a letter from my traveling friend. There is a very nice man out there in the world somewhere who sends me letters and postcards when he travels through Africa. Here’s one from Rwanda:

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This time he sent me a letter from Dakar, Senegal, and in the return address spot is a haphazard drawing of the continent of Africa. It’s cute. In the letter he asks me this:

“As a lover of letters, I’d like to hear your opinion regarding the postcard—what should be on them? Describe the day? The scene, sights, smells? I always think about that scene in Under the Tuscan Sun where Diane Lane’s character writes out a card for a fellow tourist.”

I’ve not been able to write him back because he is ever on the road. So I’ll answer him here and hope he happens to be perusing LetterLover today.

First, I love the scene in Under the Tuscan Sun. For those of you unfamiliar, what happens is a tourist asks Diane Lane what she does for a living, and she says she a writer. He says, “Oh will you write my postcard for me?” She does, and he hates what she writes.

In any case, I find people are usually so excited to receive the postcard itself—and to know that you were thinking of them while away—that it doesn’t matter what the card says. That’s how I felt holding a card from Rwanda! It’s a cliché of an answer, but it’s true: write whatever you feel in the moment. Even if you simply write, “Wish you were here!” it’s the card and the trek it takes to the recipient’s mailbox that’s worth more than the words in this case.