our daughter.
I expected criticism.
Instead, support arrived.
Old friends contacted me.
Strangers sent encouragement to Ava.
A local chef invited her to train in his kitchen over the summer.
Someone from a culinary program she’d dreamed of attending said they’d follow her progress with interest.
We didn’t celebrate.
But finally, we relaxed.
One year later, Ava was accepted.
Not into just any program.
The culinary school she’d once considered impossible.
She’s still in her first year, but already has clients.
People hire her for events, birthday cakes, and small
