"Hope is the thing with feathers," and it is also the thing that "perches in the soul, / And sings the tune without the words, / And never stops at all..." So here's to singing even if we don't know the words, and never stopping at all.
“Francesca writes with the kind of honesty that stops you mid-scroll and invites you to stay awhile. Through memoir, poetry, and thoughtful reflection, she charts a path through heartbreak, single parenting, and midlife rediscovery with grace, depth, and surprising moments of serenity. Her words makes space for what our hearts yearn for—they offer companionship, insight, and a soulful reminder that healing is both personal and profoundly human.”