"1505 All the Way Live!!!"

When I moved back to 1505, the house was full of life--people everywhere, laugher, and the kind of warmth only home can bring.  My granny, known for her famous Eastern Star card games, was always in the kitchen cooking up some soul food that would have you licking your fingers.  My uncle, an executive chef who had traveled the world, brought his culinary skills home, whipping up dishes like rockfish and pie with meat--which I later learned was actually quiche.

I cherished the simple moments, like walking down to Mt. Pleasant Library with my son and nephew, then stopping by Heller's Bakery for cupcakes.  Christmas time was always magical-ice skating, movies, and my granny's legendary holiday dinners that brought everyone together.  But just as life was settling into this beautiful rhythm, my ex reappeared, apologies in hand, promising change.  This time, I took a chance, and we moved to Maryland--Kirkwood--a new chapter, but the past never too far behind.