The Postcard Thing

I used to be a Postcard Fairy.  It was a great group of folks who loved to be arty in whatever way each chose.  We all loved an author who goes by the name of SARK, and we signed up online to be Postcard Fairies.  Checking the mail turned into a little celebration of being alive–postcards from all over the world winged their way to my little mailbox here in Alaska.  Postcards covered in glitter, stamps, stickers, paint, colored pencil, crayon, LOVE.  It was a wonderful, fun, life-affirming, connecting activity.

I thought that that experience might be translated into something to help with my recovery-and hopefully that of other folks, as well.  The title of this blog was chosen with a purpose: it is not only a tip of the hat to Carrie Fisher and her struggles…it’s a hopeful project.  I wasn’t sure I was ever going to put this (the project itself) out there, because it’s kind of a big deal to ask people to give you their mailing addresses out of the blue.  And also, I have to share my first name, which is not very common and means I’m going to be SOOO easy to identify…but here goes.  My name is Penelope and I’m in recovery.

Here’s the thing:  I think supporting one another in recovery is an important, beautiful, brave thing to do.   And one night I had this idea:

What if, out of nowhere, every once in a while, amongst the bills and insurance notices and birthday cards and ad circulars in your mailbox (your real life mailbox, not your virtual one) you sometimes got a little surprise that said, “You’re doing a wonderful job, keep it up!”?

Wouldn’t that be amazing?

Would you like to be part of that?

I know I would.

So, in the same spirit as Belle at, and with the same bravery as the wise words of Brene’ Brown, I’m putting out there a postcard connection.

(Holy crap, I just compared my newborn blog to Belle and Brene’.  That’s insanely egotistical.  Yipes!)

Here’s all you do:  Email me at, and put in your mailing address.  Write in whatever name you want:  whatever you feel comfortable with.  Your initial(s), the title you deserve (Queen of Cleveland, General Manager of Chaos and Griping), anything you think the post office will actually deliver.

And then, some time soon, you’ll get a little piece of cheer in the form of a postcard from me, with some wise or silly or just happy words of support for your recovery. (And I promise not to make the postcards glaringly obvious…they won’t scream:  “HEY, DON’T BE CHUGGING NO WHISKEY TODAY, OKAY?!

It’s that simple.  So please, dare greatly with me, and shoot me an email.

Happy June 7th, everybody, and keep kicking addiction’s ass!
*note:  I fixed the gmail link. Sorry!!!


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