notes of love


Writing messages from the heart in a Hallmark Signature card


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*Thank you Hallmark Signature for sponsoring with LivingNotes on this post.


The more I walk in step with modern tech development, the more I grow to appreciate simple things that make my heart flutter. Cards, letters, and notes will always be one of them.

We planned on Mother's Day card-writing time for babushka and women that are dear to our hearts after the girls' art class yesterday. The little ones and I found a nice area in a park and set up our little "craft and play area". I reached for the envelope we just picked up in the mail a day before while watching Elia and Evyianne run around. As I opened the package and my fingers touched a brand-new stash of beautiful Hallmark Signature cards, my mind drifted off to the time when THIS was the only way I had to communicate with those I loved. 

When I came to the US almost 20 years ago, the internet had just a dial-up option, far not everyone owned a computer, smartphones didn't exist and in Ukraine, my birth country, email was a big luxury.

So we just wrote letters. “Pen-and-paper" simple letters. I remember to this day the feeling of my heart skipping a beat when I'd see an envelope with a foreign stamp on it sticking out of the mailbox, when I'd come home at the end of the day. It was a small thin thread that connected me with my loved ones across the ocean. Ever since, I've treasured that connection and made an effort to make it last. I still have those letters from many years ago, and treasure them dearly. As a mom myself now, I am making a double effort to pass the sentiment and special meaning of the card and letter writing to my daughters too. They ALL know that there is nothing more dear to my heart than a misspelled "love note", a crooked child's handwriting, and a stick-figure family portrait will always be a masterpiece in my book.

We spent a couple of hours writing special messages to babushka and other, dear to our hearts, women as a token of our love and appreciation. It may seem small, but I know firsthand that these "notes of love" carry much more in them then just a beautifully created card, and will be cherished for years to come.

Do you, guys, like cards? If you do, Hallmark is my absolute favorite place for them. I have so many special tokens from there that we collected over the years.

I love that more and more there are beautiful cards that you can find at any card department where Hallmark is sold that allow for writing a personal message rather than simply signing a name under an already pre-written text. My favorite part about the Hallmark Signature line is that you can find a card that speaks for you even before a person can read the message written. For my Mom, we found a few cards that we felt really spoke Babushka to each of us. Yeva picked the one that had “Life is Beautiful” on the front and immediately proclaimed, “Oh! This is just what Babushka says all the time!"

Trust me, a person whose family is very far away and who is a woman (and mother herself now), these little gestures matter, and they matter a great deal more than it may appear at first thought.


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