I love your words — and on the extremely rare occasion, I find myself browse a card aisle I baulk at the price tags!
I have to admit, I am a giver of hand made cards. Always have been, always will be. I feel like I am gifting a bit of my energy with my creations.
Some words I find I can’t express with my voice, to express them in a card of my making feels special to me. A poem and a picture or photo that reminds me of the person of the hour — cell-abrating a moment in their life.
Thanks for shining your light.