I just chucked forty-odd years of Christmas and birthday cards in the recycling. Some had lovely messages written on them. Some were written by people who have passed away or drifted out of my life. So many memories. But I haven’t read any of them since they were given to me. And they’re clutter. So they had to go.
My postcards will go the same way too, but I thought I’d digitise them. So I’m working my way through a pile of cards sent to me by family and friends in the 1980s, 90s and early 2000s. After social media I got fewer postcards.