I've been sending out a good portion of thank you cards as of late and when I sat down to work on them, my husband gave me a look that incinuated I was slightly out of my mind. That's ok. All I could do was think back to the post I wrote a month ago about doing more to rescue handwriting. I drew these cards because I felt better for it. A part of me will always live with these cards, and I like that feeling.
Also, making these was a hell of a stress relief! Ha!