Day: July 12, 2025

As I prepare for a special evening of food, laughter, and heartfelt memories, I find myself reflecting on the women who walked with me through some of the most defining moments of my life.

My sisters. My very first and still-current best friends. These aren’t just guests to a dinner—I’m inviting the heartbeat of my personal history.

Each woman I’ve invited played a vital role in my becoming. They didn’t just witness chapters of my life—they helped me write them. This dinner is a tribute to that sisterhood, to those unspoken bonds and years of grace that still linger like music in the background. I’m envisioning a table full of warm candlelight, handwritten notes at each place setting, and a moment where each sister gets to share a memory—funny, meaningful, or tender—that reminds us of why we’re all sitting there together.

I want the energy of the night to be cozy, celebratory, and deeply felt. The kind of evening where you leave not just full from the meal, but full from the love.