It was a catch phrase of my mother’s. Whether our sweater was itchy, or our new church shoes gave us blisters, or a sibling was teasing us, Mom’s standard reply was Offer it Up. As a young person, this response was unsatisfying. It didn’t fix anything, and it felt dismissive. More often than not, I wanted her other catch phrase, which similarly didn’t fix anything. But at least
Thank you Carla!
I love this too. Also what a great picture of you and Mark.
Love this
I read all of these - food for thought and a nice connection to you! Your elderly auntie Carla