had to. Then they grew up, moved out, and started their own lives. Somewhere along that journey, they forgot about mine.
I had eight grandchildren: Lily, Paige, Nara, Willow, Max, Jeremy, Josiah, and Joanna. Yet, every single holiday, I sat at the table and set out just one plate. On my seventieth birthday, I sat in my kitchen with a store-bought chocolate continue reading …
