I love checking the mail. It's one of my favorite things to do. Ever since I can remember I've loved it. I don't understand people--like my husband--who don't check the mail. They don't even think of it. Hmmm . . . Maybe it's because I just know one of these days I'm going to be getting a check for a very large amount of money.
So, on days like today, when there is no mail delivery, I feel a little lost. Like something's missing from my day. Like there's a little hollow in my heart that can only be filled tomorrow . . . when the mail is delivered again.
