Grandmas

I’ve been reflecting lately on my life as a working mom — thinking about what drains me vs. what fills me up. There’s one thing that gets me through the week more than anything else: our Wednesday night dinner at Grandma’s house.An invitation became my lifelineYears ago, when we moved…

Whenever I think of my YiaYia Harriet Patras, I see her with neatly styled hair, wearing a perfectly polished outfit, and decked to the nines in fairly heirlooms and conversation-starting rings. My grandmother had a life filled with challenges and loss, though you’d never know it by looking at her.When…