Worldviews, Heroes Journeys and Home-canned Tomatoes

This Thanksgiving I will be caravanning with family members to my father’s boyhood home in the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina to feast on homemade dishes and reconnecting stories.  Over the nearly half century of my life, my grandmother’s home has served as a pool of clear water that I journey to through a forest of childhood memories to reflect and remember what was it was like to think as child, a teenager, a new mother, and this year,Read more