Victoria and I went to see The Hunger Games today. As in, we actually left the house and went to a theater. I didn’t know much about The Hunger Games.
Years before Mama died I’d always said that I couldn’t bear the thought of not having Mama’s biscuits anymore once she was gone. She’d tried to show me once or twice, but Mama hit everything at a run and I never really had a chance to pick it up. I’d hoped to get her to… Continue reading The Ongoing Quest For Mama’s Biscuits
There have been a lot of stories I’ve wanted to tell about Mama that I just haven’t had the strength to approach. But for some reason I feel strongly in my heart today, on this Easter Sunday, that I should mention the ring that Mama was buried with. A lot of people asked me about… Continue reading Mama’s Ring