Tricia (Krista) handed me a thick file of old letters when I last visited with her. A treasure trove of our past! I’ll share little nuggets as I find them. Here is the first, my letter to Grandma, before I knew there was going to be a fourth baby. My grammar...
My mother sustained a nasty fall a while ago resulting in a deep gash that required fifteen sutures. In order for the arm to heal properly, the doctor sent her to a center for wound therapy. I never knew such places existed. They specialize in keeping wounds clean,...
