I was at a funeral


Hello Reader, I was sitting with my sister recently at a funeral, listening to a relative tell us about the woman who had raised her for some time as a little girl. We had been listening casually at first, but before we knew it, we were completely absorbed and wanted to hear more. She described her as a tall, dark-skinned woman, and told us about how they would take walks together through the woodlands, where the woman would gather various medicinal plants and herbs. On other days, they would...