Think back to when we were kids – Back to a time when we nagged and nagged our parents if there was a piece of mail waiting for us at the end of each day. A postcard from a friend, a letter (and money) from Grandma or a toy store catalog – we wanted any piece of mail that we can call ours. There was always something so exciting about opening up the mailbox or seeing a delivery truck pull into the driveway. Today, in the age of social media and paperless billing, we rarely receive genuine mail. Day after day I sort our mail only to find solicitor flyers, credit card approvals and down right JUNK mail. Once in a blue moon you’ll find a card from a friend or family member during the holiday season or simply just because. And in that split second, our 20-something self turns into a 5-year-old kid ripping open the envelope at lightning speed to see what’s inside.