Never again will I venture into the Post Office on a Saturday morning. I was stuck in a queue that defied the laws of time in stuffy air surrounded by old people moaning and toddlers rioting.
The only thing that helped me keep a grip on reality was at least my part of the queue was by the greetings card. For the most part I was in front of sympathy cards.
I have never liked sympathy cards but that is another rant. If I remember rightly if you bought a sympathy card in the past you had a limited and tasteful choice of white cards with a beautiful watercolour of a single lily or some cards had a religious slant with a cross but that was about it.
Not so now. Now they are all but 3-d and specifically worded. Whilst stood there I clocked not only ‘On the sad loss of your husband/wife/son/daughter/mother/father/x-in-law but also your cat and dog.
So it would appear if you can lose it there’s a card to commemorate it. So in my usual role of verse provider here are some you may find yourself needing when your nearest and dearest ‘lose it’.
The Trauma of Everyday Life:
The tears are flowing,
Will the pain ease?
My heartfelt hope
Is you find your car keys.
1 in 4 of Us Will Have Mental Health Issues:
So sorry to hear
Your life has been blighted.
I hope you and your marbles
Are soon reunited.
When The Letterbox Falls Silent:
I doubt this card will reach you
But I felt I had to say,
I was so sorry to hear
That your postman passed away.
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