Today is my mama’s birthday. A day I wish we were celebrating together with a piece of coconut cake (or two or three) at Biscotti’s rather than apart. I’m missing the everyday comfort and care I felt doing life with my best friend. I wanted to share an excerpt from one of the chapters of…
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The Entry Table
Most days this spot in our house probably goes unnoticed by the routine of dropping the mail or the busyness of heading to the next thing. But it’s so special to me. It’s my mama. This simple space is her place in my home. As I was preparing to move out with my friends, she…
