Meet the Mom Behind the Letters
Hey there, welcome to my table
This all started at my kitchen table, where I spend my favorite moments eating delicious food, planning the week, and writing letters to wonderful people.
I have written letters my whole life. To my kids, to friends going through something, to people I hardly knew who looked like they needed one. Somewhere in there I noticed how many people are going through life without a mother in their corner. Some lost theirs. Some never really had one. Some have one who calls every week and still never says the right thing.
So I decided to be a person who says the right thing. There are chickens out back, cats who believe this house is theirs, and flowers by the back door that I press flat all summer so there is something to tuck in an envelope come winter.
I am not a therapist, and I am not pretending to be your mother. I am a woman who will tell you the truth and tell you she loves you in the same breath.










