We’ve lived here about 7 years now. In that time we’ve pretty well totally redecorated (and in some cases remodelled) the house. The only reminders of the previous occupants are a couple of trees in the garden, the paint job inside the garage, and the Christmas card that now appears every year, addressed to them.
Judging by the handwriting it’s an old(er) lady – I would guess a friend of the wife (even though the address is always written to Mr and Mrs).
Inside there’s always a quite nice card, and a little handwritten note giving a summary of recent events and some extra well wishes.
The reason I open the card and therefore know this is because they never put a return address on the back of the envelope, and year after year I hope that they provide some clue as to how to contact them. The couple who lived here didn’t leave a forwarding address, so year after year I’ve no choice but to consign the card to the bin.
I suppose I just find it odd that the lovely old lady cares enough about her friend to send the card & note every year but not to try to contact them at any other time or by any other means, to be able to learn that their pal has moved.