A Simple Seven Egg Painting on a Plate Changed My Family Forever

pointing to the empty row beside my kneeling pad.

She knelt down on the bare grass, ignoring the dampness that immediately began to soak into the knees of her denim pants.

She picked up a bulb, her fingers gently brushing the loose brown skin from its side.

She tucked her hair behind her left ear, her voice dropping as she looked down continue reading …