My story begins with a handbag my mother gave to me. A handbag that was handed down from her generation to mine. I love old things. I really do. I had told both my grandmas when they leave the earth,…
My story begins with a handbag my mother gave to me. A handbag that was handed down from her generation to mine. I love old things. I really do. I had told both my grandmas when they leave the earth,…