When I’m teaching, I often chit-chat with those in the class. Who am I kidding? I constantly chit-chat with anyone who will listen.
It’s always a surprise to me when someone tells me that they’ve started making bread or canning vegetables or planning their meals better after having read my blog. I truly don’t ever write thinking that someone might do the things I do . . I guess I mostly write just to write. Kinda like I talk I guess! 
In classes, there are sometimes those who feel like they really know me from having read the blog; there are some who are just naturally friendly and chat along with me, even though they’ve never read the blog; there are some who just came to sew and could care less about my bread or my canning abilities.
In one of my classes this week, a lady and I began chatting and something about the lady, something about the things she said . . I was touched. I left feeling differently. Differently about a lot of things . . myself, my life, my future. Is it something I’ll forget about in a few days or will it stick? If it sticks, will I change anything or just always have that conversation in the back of my head. Don’t know the answer . . I’m still thinking about it all though. I don’t remember anything like that ever happening to me before.
It’s a weird, but good feeling. The lady probably has no idea that the things she said struck me the way they did.
Ever had something like that happen?
