After lamenting last week about the card I’d found in the garbage can, I’ve received an outpouring of support and encouragement. Last night I received one of the nicest forms of support yet. I went to a friend’s house for an event and, sometime during the evening, she said to me, “By the way, I love your cards! I even keep one you made me on the buffet,” and she motioned to the adjoining dining room. Sure enough, there amidst her other décor and trinkets was a card I’d made her. Heartwarming!
366 Somedays 