The first thing I do when I wake up in the morning is check the mail. I walk from my bedroom, down the stairs, through the front door, expecting to just bring in the familiar stack of letter-sized envelopes addressed to random past tenants of 216 Division Street scattered with a random circular or two. But there it is, the misfit 5"x7" hand-addressed colored envelope bringing a smile and a changed day.I'm starting a new project in June to send a personal note to one person every week of the year. I know what joy and excitement it brings to my day; so why not give it to 52 other people this upcoming year? Take on this "pay it forward" challenge with me. Keep sending the love.