I want to tell you a love story. Simple, yet multi-layered–woven of many threads over twenty-four years–and true. ***Thanks for reading The Mudroom! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work. We are standing at a playground alongside the creek carrying clear snow melt through the arteries of my small town. I watch my seven-year-old grandniece, Sarah*, struggle to puzzle out what I am telling her about the four women standing in front of her: two she’s known her whole life and two she’s just met.
Following the Thread
Following the Thread
Following the Thread
I want to tell you a love story. Simple, yet multi-layered–woven of many threads over twenty-four years–and true. ***Thanks for reading The Mudroom! Subscribe for free to receive new posts and support my work. We are standing at a playground alongside the creek carrying clear snow melt through the arteries of my small town. I watch my seven-year-old grandniece, Sarah*, struggle to puzzle out what I am telling her about the four women standing in front of her: two she’s known her whole life and two she’s just met.