The Secret Behind My Grandma’s Birthday Gifts That I Only Discovered Years Later

When I was a kid, birthdays felt like the most exciting days of the year. Friends would bring colorful packages, my parents would bake a cake, and I always looked forward to the surprises waiting for me. But my grandma’s gift stood out — not because it was flashy, but because it seemed so ordinary.

Year after year, she handed me a simple old postcard. Some showed beaches, others had mountains or city streets, their edges faded with time. At first, I accepted them with a smile, but as I grew older, I couldn’t help but wonder: Why postcards? I didn’t realize that behind those modest gifts was a mystery that would take me decades to understand.