
Michael and Tracy
It’s a few days before Thanksgiving and mere hours before our first community meal and I’ve never made a pecan pie before.
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It’s a few days before Thanksgiving and mere hours before our first community meal and I’ve never made a pecan pie before.

"She reminds me of another elderly lady who lived on the streets of Ashland, until one day she disappeared and nobody's seen her since.


"An old guy in a wheelchair just arrived and he said he's really hungry, wet and cold and he says he's glad that we're here," Jason announces as he walks through the kitchen in Pioneer Hall.

I'm no stranger to trauma.

The hardest steps I ever took were on a hot Thursday afternoon in early September as I walked away from my son's grave for the first time.


One of the things that I've learned over the years is to search for beauty in the hard things.

This is Vanessa’s Substack.