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.
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