…and then I turned 40.

It's evening here in Missouri. I'm sitting here in my house, trying to knit pieces to an afghan, listening to the cats fight, and thinking about my last year. For grins I went and re-read the post I wrote for my 39th birthday. It makes me laugh and laugh. Oh Sarah, you had no idea … Continue reading …and then I turned 40.

2019 in review

A very dear friend of mine, Willie, shared this with me after one of my most raw posts this past year. I've kept this as a reminder that I vowed to be real and not fake, no matter the cost. It's special to me. I was almost dreading writing this post. I've done it every … Continue reading 2019 in review