08/06/2026
Every Sunday, Grandma cooked the same family dinner.
The recipes never changed.
The love never changed.
But the number of people at the table did.
Six became four.
Four became two.
And one Sunday, she found herself eating alone.
Yet she still set six plates.
"Just in case," she said with a smile.
Have you ever missed a family gathering and regretted it later?
