For the first time in recent memory, nearly every nation on the globe will be gathered in their own homes, sheltering from a plague, during PASSOVER. It's Holy Week and I can't go to Church and none of her laypeople are receiving Holy Communion.
The kitchen is where little fires are put out, and big ones can happen. It's where our lives get lived. Where little bits of our mothers get absorbed into ourselves when we're too busy to notice.
