Stories are the legacy we share, imprinted deep into our souls, of hardship and grace, tears and joy, laughter and loss. Stories passed from woman to woman, generation to generation, the stories of your mother, your grandmother, and all the women who walked before them. I honor each one of them. I bow to each tear shed, each sigh that escaped a weary heart, and to you, my sisters in legacy. We form a sisterhood of fierce love and wild ways. We are the healers, the keepers of the stories, the one solid in a foundation that is in constant shift. This book is a collection of these stories. Come and sit awhile.
Stories are the legacy we share, imprinted deep into our souls, of hardship and grace, tears and joy, laughter and loss. Stories passed from woman to woman, generation to generation, the stories of your mother, your grandmother, and all the women who walked before them. I honor each one of them. I bow to each tear shed, each sigh that escaped a weary heart, and to you, my sisters in legacy. We form a sisterhood of fierce love and wild ways. We are the healers, the keepers of the stories, the one solid in a foundation that is in constant shift. This book is a collection of these stories. Come and sit awhile.
