04/04/2026
There’s something about a front porch. It holds a lifetime of conversations: everyday chats, late-night laughs, quiet moments just spent being together.
When someone we love dies, their seat might be empty, but the stories stay every time you share them with loved ones. We keep them alive in the retelling, in the remembering, and in the way we say their name like they never really left.
What are the porch stories you find yourself sharing again and again?