Moms kitchen table

A place to gather...anyone and everyone who loved my mother sat at her kitchen table. I often wondered why she even had a livingroom? No one sat in there? We'd gather at her table and drink her iced tea I'm a pepper fan but at her table only her tea would do. She too was a single mother with no support or resource. Her story is one I've been paying attention to my whole life one I will continue to tell well after she is gone. To my mother I love you your voice will carry on to save lives as shine down put it through your endevours you will live forever!