Crumbs Filled Her Belly

Love and life come with their own types of hunger. We tend to desire the proverbial seat at the table. Most times we end up on the bottom of the totem pole being given the scraps. What about when you are only left to dine on the crumbs? When you aren't loved correctly and those in charge minimize your worth. Sometimes, you have to swallow it all in order to fill your belly. This book is the travel through the thoughts of finally being able to build your own table, harvest your own grain, eat the meat, and spit out the bones.