African American women history from a young girl's eyes.

There comes a moment in our lives where we are required to look within. We are able to see who we are in efforts to acknowledge, address, and adjust how we show up for ourselves and the people closest to us.

In a bustling Thanksgiving kitchen, Sue feels her late mother’s spirit guiding her through laughter and memory. She realizes legacy isn’t just food or tradition—it’s love, care, and the passing of responsibility from one generation to the next. What once felt like duty now feels sacred.