Last week Monday, my barn jeans tore across the left thigh. They’d been wearing noticeably thin over the last few months and I knew they would need to be retired soon. Monday was July 8th and it would have been my sister’s 37th birthday. The jeans were inherited from her three years ago after she died. A message? Coincidence? What were The Fates trying to tell me? Continue reading
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