I can’t not say anything. I can’t be the person I claim to be… and not say anything.
Let’s talk about it. Let’s talk about race.
Texan. Food Writer. Home Maker. Hostess. Gatherer. Encourager. Supporter. Believer.
I can’t not say anything. I can’t be the person I claim to be… and not say anything.
Let’s talk about it. Let’s talk about race.
It’s hard to have vision in the middle of a pandemic. But we can still have vision for our self. Our actual SELF… body, mind and spirit.
This time last week I was sitting in the pasture watching the sun set, the moon rise and taking communion for the first time in years. And I mean, years.
Cast Iron Spinach and Spaghetti Bake… a new go-to in the Tate house!
Don’t you just love friendship? I mean it. People in your life that are truly only there by choice and whose ultimate goal is to make you feel seen and heard and loved. Again, there by choice. Your friends don’t have to be your friends. They choose to be. As well as, you choose to be theirs. These people… they are the true MVP’s.