While driving home from my overly large family gathering on Christmas Eve I was filled with such joy, such knowing, and such belonging… a very rooted feeling.
I started thinking about our history. About where my gigantic family started and about the amazing humans that really hold it all together.
My Grandmother raised 14 kids. Mainly in the hills of West Virginia in a small coal mining town that you’ve probably never heard of, which is a shame because it is hands down one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. There’s a reason they say “Almost heaven, West Virginia”. Continue reading “My Family”