It’s a weeknight. You’re preparing for tomorrow’s work day. Your car has fuel. You’ve prepped your meals for tomorrow, breakfast and lunch. You know what you’ll be wearing. You mentally review your work to-do list. You’re ready, but instead of feeling proud and content, you are sad. You’re dragging around the house with a sense …
Gratitude for All the Mothers that Came Before Us
It all started with my sister’s simple text, “What was our great grandmother’s first name?” I didn’t know. I had the answer within 20 minutes; her name was Henrietta, but I fell into to the rabbit hole of the internet. I’m a naturally curious person, on a mission to find out more, and from the …