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.
Today I'm going to tell you all a little story about a key. Honestly, I'd meant to write about it a long time ago, but all the drama involving my eye overshadowed this tale. I probably wouldn't be writing about it now, however, it's been so interesting watching people get up the courage to ask … Continue reading the key