But inside an old couch, she discovered a secret that revealed the true meaning of love, family, and legacy. If someone had told me that an old couch would become the most valuable thing I owned, I might have laughed. Not for its material value, but for what it represented. Everything changed the day my grandmother, Mabel, took her final breath. She wasn’t just my grandmother — she was my safe place, my guide, and the one person who truly understood me. Continue reading…
