Stories, photographs, keepsakes, things you forgot existed, delivered to your actual mailbox once a month to help families reconnect offline.
Stories, photographs, keepsakes, things you forgot existed, delivered to your actual mailbox once a month to help families reconnect offline.
Friday nights at the video shop. Calling someone’s house and hoping their parents didn’t answer first. Long afternoons that somehow felt endless. That kind of happiness didn’t announce itself. It was just there.
Dear Days bring a little of that feeling into the life you’re living now.
Each delivery is assembled by hand to feel like a memory you’d half forgotten.
Written to feel like it came from someone who was there
Imagery from ordinary life in the 90s. Not glamorous. Just familiar.
Something that you'll probably hold longer than you expect to.
For younger hands to become part of the ritual too.
One letter to start, six months if you're ready to commit, a full year if you already know.
Every subscription starts at Chapter 1. They build on each other. It becomes a thing on the shelf.
Or alone first, then together. There's no wrong way. The phones can wait.
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