It was in a medium-sized manila envelope and I had no idea what it was …
Since I don’t have any magazine subscriptions walking to the mailbox isn’t really all that exciting for me. I mean I get a kick if I find a card in there for birthdays and Christmas, but other than that I hardly get anything in the mail worth celebrating.
I mean there was that time I wrote a letter to the Hawaiian Chocolate company just on a whim to talk to them about their chocolate and a few weeks later I got a sampler box in the mail.
Dude! Just like that. Customer service at its best!
But now I just get bills, rejection letters, and customer service at its worst.
You know, my most recent bill from Sprint didn’t really have all these great emotions bubbling to the surface. You see I had just gotten a bill from Sprint for $238 … a bill that was supposed to be $110. So after a livid conversation with Andrea G. over at customer service where there was nothing that could be done about the promises I received from my last interaction with a Sprint customer service representative I’d given up on the positives of mail entirely … until a couple of days ago.
I unloaded the large amounts of junk mail and bills onto the kitchen table and found that manila envelope from an unfamiliar P.O. Box. Had no idea what it was, seeing how I hadn’t recently ordered anything the contents were unknown.
So when I opened it and found the newest Zac Brown Band CD staring at me, I found a moment of gratitude right there. I had purchased tickets to their concert a while back and apparently missed the email stating that their newest CD would be mailed to me, just for buying tickets to the concert.
I remember that happening last time, but for some reason it escaped me this time around. So among the bills of adulthood I found this awesome surprise.
Inspiration in a medium-sized manila envelope. All their songs hit my heart strings and make me feel something and it was a great gift just at the at the right moment.
“Don’t give up … hold on a little longer.”
That’s my favorite line from this song … a dreamer’s song. It’s really one of my mottos. So if you’re having a rough week, trying to bounce back, catching the wave after you’ve wiped out, take a listen to Roots by Zac Brown. It’s a dreamer’s song that keeps you chasing what you wake up every morning hoping for …
The purpose continues.
Buen Camino my friends.
The Wish Factor 
The mailbox held such a beautiful mystery to it, once upon a time. And then we grew up and it never felt the same. In fact, most days it sucks. So I’m very happy for you. You grabbed a Powerball winner, at least by the standards of us grown ups.
Here’s my fave Zac Brown ditty. Be well, hermana.
I loooooooove Chicken Fried! When they play it at a concert everyone goes wild. It’s such a good feel-good song. Love it! And you are absolutely right! When I was small I use to flip out if I got anything in the mail, postcards were the best but now everything is all grown up and that includes the mailbox. But I did get a powerball winner and it filled my day with a happy moment all day.
Good stuff, Cali.