Leola

Leola was my Great-Grandmother.  I have fond memories of her quiet strength.  When I was born she was as the young folk now say "seasoned".   I remember her sitting up tall in the bed with the biggest smile when I walked in.   I felt her love and warmth before she even hugged me.  Like many black women of her generation when she worked outside the home in domestic roles.  When I designed this home imagine the pride she would have felt if in her day this was her house.