I found myself staring at the front of the refrigerator this evening. I know that seems odd, but it really tells a story. The kids’ birth announcements, our yearly Christmas card, a picture of Andy with Grandpa Blume, and the kids at a football game are on the left side of the refrigerator. The rest of the refrigerator is covered in magnets from the various places that we have visited. It makes me smile and I love the memories. It is our story.
