Postsecret is a site that I habitually go to every Sunday. Its a community that “lets out” their secrets, thoughts, and feelings through simple post cards that they’ve embellished with pictures and words. After reading these secrets, you realize just how ‘human’ everyone is with their faults and cares. I go to the site to read each secret, but particularly to see how each person designed their secret. Some are covered in newspaper clippings, and others are simply written with a Sharpie. Some of the secrets still feel like ‘secrets’ as they are camouflaged with a myriad of colors and pictures.
“The designer is still holding in their secret,” I think to myself as I look at these special secrets.
I think the ones that intrigue me the most are the ones that I don’t quite understand. I analyze it from top to bottom, bottom to top, but still I’m unsure of its meaning. How? AND Why?
One amazing story that I read on Postsecret brought upon those sentimental, almost maudlin thoughts. Those feelings that have you so captivated that you FEEL as if YOU’RE THERE applauding and “high-fiving” them afterward.
For people who don’t know, most of the secrets are displayed along the side of a circular staircase that gradually rises to the third floor of the museum. As the couple slowly ascended the stairs she read every PostSecret postcard. He knew she would because it had been her idea to attend the exhibit.
What she did not know was that earlier he had made a special arrangement with me to replace the last post card with a special one he had created just for her see.
When they reached the top of the stairs she read the final card, “I don’t know if I believe in God, but I believe something Great brought you into my life. If you turn around I’ll ask you to marry me. . . ”
Rebecca went on to say that when the young woman turned around her future husband was on bended knee with an illuminated ring box holding a 6-carat (!) diamond. She said “yes” with tears and to spontaneous applause from the other visitors who were hoping to witness a happy ending.
Keep posting because I’m still reading listening.
-Marian
