Little Lights #2

The last time I received postcards was way back when I was small. When my mom traveled around the world with my dad, she would send my siblings & I postcards with cool stamps and awesome pictures on the cover of the postcard. For me they were the highlights of her trip: filling in her void; hugging me tight with warm and fuzzy feeling. Funny how I still get the same feeling after all these years from a postcard. I am such an old soul lost in e-world and i-world.

{Not even a complete address and yet they reached my home. I underestimate Indonesian postal service}