Monday, May 30, 2011
In my work, I send a lot of sympathy cards. And a lot of them are horrible. Not the ones I send, I mean the ones available to choose from. That sandy beaches with the "your footprints live forever in my soul" one? Not for me. I like a little flower, a little scripture, and room to write something personal inside. And since I am lucky enough to make my own cards, ta da. Just what I wanted. Lucky me.