Tea Time Strategy
I invited my mom, Linda, over for tea. As the kettle whistled, the weight of my discovery threatened to spill over.
I needed her advice and her calming presence—she always knew what to do. “Mom, there’s something I need to talk about,”
I said, as we settled into our seats. Her eyes gave me the confidence to continue. Little did she know, this was going to be the start of something big.