Amy Lu's View

I know almost nothing about Tarot cards, and have few thoughts or feelings about them. But I thought I was going to have to come up with something to say about Tarot cards, as Card Reading Day seems my best option to blog about today. (The other “top” choices were National Sticky Bun Day and National Grain Free Day. Yeah, February 21 is a rough one). The only thing I possibly have to say about Tarot cards is that I gave Chad a Dungeons and Dragons themed deck last year for his birthday, and he occassionally uses them for meditation. 

Resigned to my task, I read the description of the “holiday” in a vain hope that I would find some inspiration, and discovered I had completely misinterpreted the meaning of Card Reading Day. And while I’m totally willing to interpret a holiday in any way I want for the purposes of blogging about (as demonstrated yesterday in my Tug of War Day post), the actual intent of the Card Reading Day is so much easier for me to relate to. 

Today is a “…is a sentimental holiday on which people savor the greeting cards sent to them over the years” (NationalToday.com). 

Savor greeting cards? Now that I can do. Well, maybe “hoard” is more accurate–I have stacks of cards all over the house, including my bedroom dresser, in addition to the ones I have “put away,” i.e., stuffed in boxes. I still have the cards we received when we got married, in addition to the box my sister-in-law, Kelly (at the time a young teen!) made for people to put them in.

I could easily spend a whole day looking at cards I’ve received, and being sentimental. It would be lovely, but also rather intense–that would be quite the emotional journey for this Gen X midwesterner to experience in one day. 

In light of the limits of time and my emotional stamina, I only went through the pile of cards of my dresser and rather randomly selected a few to photograph to illustrate this post. 

The cards cover an array of occasions and senders. I was definitely drawn to the birthday cards, as it’s almost my birthday time again, and of course found several cards from my friend Pat, with whom I’ve had a long and ongoing card sending practice. I was most struck by a handmade Halloween card from my sister, as well as the sympathy cards I received after her death last year (including one from a fellow church member who just died).

A sentimental holiday, indeed, which did give me the opportunity to savor some sweet memories. Turns out, February 21 isn’t the holiday dessert I feared. Perhaps there should be another holiday that recognizes items I have piled up on my dresser.

I’m looking forward to Crumpled Up Laundry Day!