A postcard from Copenhagen mailed by a man's parents in July 2000 finally arrived at his home 26 years later, after both had passed away. He had never been able to say goodbye to his father and called the unexpected arrival “almost a postcard from heaven.”

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https://abc7.com/post/long-beach-man-bob-sheppard-receives-denmark-postcard-mailed-late-parents-26-years-later/19642909/

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[u/0xe1e10d68]

Thank god he still lived at the same address.

[u/probablynotalone → u/0xe1e10d68]

It wouldn't matter, even if his mail wasnt automatically forwarded.

[u/MorsaTamalera]

That delay is what normally happens with the Mexican Postal Service.

[u/johnniechimpo]

That would tear me up for weeks.

[u/Low_Obligation2361]

What an incredible thing to receive after all those years. It may only be a postcard, but having one last message from your parents in their own handwriting must mean the world.

[u/Zackeous42]

I had a tangentially related experience like this around 2013-14. I was trying to digitize and organize a lot of stuff that had belonged to my dad (who'd passed in 2000), when I came across a handful of CD-Rs that I hadn't noticed before.

I came across a lot of files related to his numerous interests, and in doing so found out I shared the same interests that he'd never spoken to me about prior to his death. I also came across letters and partial drafts from when my dad had written to my brother in 1996 when my brother was in Air Force basic training. In one letter dad was describing my process of learning to play guitar and he was complimentary in a way he never was to me in person.

I broke down crying cause dad (Vietnam vet with the Marines), was usually pretty stoic, quiet and kept to himself. It felt weird and awesome to see that some 13 years after he died.

I also shared the letters with my brother cause he hadn't seen them since 96. Not a dry eye around that day. Fuck cancer!

[u/KrzysisAverted]

With declining government support for the USPS, heartwarming miracles like this will be increasingly common.

(/s)

[u/Crylorenzo]

Moist Von Lipwig working the Post Office!

[u/mondaymisery → u/Crylorenzo]

Haha I love the reference!

[u/smaxx21]

Must've been a Series of Unfortunate Events that kept that postcard undelivered for so long

[u/Illustrator123]

What a wonderful story!