Only two boxes left. Every spring, I purge. It’s a ritual I learned from my grandmother Big Mama. Around late March, she would begin her spring cleaning, starting with taking down the heavy winter curtains. She would make us sort through our closets to get rid of clothes that no longer fit. We had to clean out the drawers in the house to get rid of school papers and other things we didn’t need. It was a weekend-long project that, frankly, I hated. Read full article >>
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