The demise of the Christmas card

These days I don't get that many Christmas cards and I lament their loss.  I still buy them for my 'special people', people that I know appreciate receiving them, or will one day.
     I'm sure one of the reasons is the cost of postage, in New Zealand at least.  The only other reason I can see for the sad demise of cards is it's a generation thing.  Young people don't send cards; end of.
     One day they may regret that.  Every now and then I will get out my cards of old, reading the words written by people no longer here.  Those people chose those cards, held them in their hands.  They wrote my name and theirs.  They chose to give them to me.  Often those cards are all I have left of them.
     As a family researcher I cannot emphasise enough how important it is to leave something behind, something tangible that descendants can touch.  Something personal; something precious.
     This year, send a card 💕