Just finished Laura Munson's memoir about her atypical response to a troubled time in her marriage: This Is Not The Story You Think It Is... A Season of Unlikely Happiness. I was really drawn in by the book - couldn't put it down. Today's picture reminds me of a section describing care and family and home and comfort, things that served her well in this difficult period.
"...the women in our family prized their fragile things. Like I said, they took care of them and passed them on, and they've lasted. They whisper, one generation to the next, that a family existed. In some level of comfort. Some level of safety. A long time ago. And when pulled from that china cabinet and arranged around a table, that family and all its toiled-after and inherited comfort exists now, if only in the new family, paying homage to tradition."
You can read more about her story here.
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