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

I reached up and touched the bottom corner of the frame, feeling the solid wood beneath my fingers.

My gold wedding ring felt loose on my finger, the metal cool against my skin.

I sat down in the blue armchair near the window and slid the band off my finger.

The gold was worn thin along the bottom edge, the result of forty years of garden soil and dishwater.continue reading …