I became a widow at 48. In my struggle to try to live on, I began to write about my roots, my family, my parents, and my life with and memories of my husband. What I found as I wrote was a wonderful story. A story of love. A story of how a large family works. A story filled with humor and strength. I hope that Sunday Lunch will deliver to you a smile when needed, hope when it is lost, and the ability to recognize the goodness that surrounds us all.