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?