My Dad always hated my Mom’s painting obsession, believing she was only fit to cook and clean. After their divorce, I stepped into her new home and discovered something that took my breath away. I never thought I’d be grateful for my parents’ divorce, but life has a way of surprising you. I’m Iva, 25 years old. What I found in my Mom’s new home after the split completely changed my perspective on what true love really looks like and it made me cry… Growing up, our house was filled with the smell of oil paints and the sweet scent of turpentine. My Mom, Florence, would always create something beautiful. But for my Dad, Benjamin, it was just noise and mess.“Florence! When are you gonna be done with that damn painting?”
Salt in the washing machine, have you ever tried it? From today you will start doing it: what happens to leaders is miraculous
My nana made this every year but I kept forgetting to write it down. So glad I found something that comes close to hers!
HIDDEN DESIRES: THE FAMILY RING AND THE SECRETS IT UNVEILS
SHRIMP COBB SALAD
garlic toast sloppy joes
GRANDMA’S EASY CABBAGE SOUP: A TASTE OF TRADITION