My cousin Judy follows a recipe and knows how it will taste before the first bite. Whenever any of us are invited to Judy‘s table, we know it will be a feast.
She creates effortlessly – At least that’s how it seems. There must be a few invisible helpers tucked around the corners. And if I find them, I’m bringing them home with me.
The secret ingredient isn’t on the recipe card it is within her.
No fanfare. No applause. Just grace, set at the table. Abundance is simply Judy’s native language. She lives as though there is always enough to share.
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