Conversations With Ghosts
Thoughts on the past, creating community and resilience
The whistling tea kettle breaks the early morning silence in my house, providing a welcome respite from the to-do list circulating in my brain. I pour the steaming water into a coffee cup that was once my grandmother's, adding a slice of lemon. The sun is barely starting to rise, light filtering into the windows in that way that made me first fall in lo…