Love that Brings Joy
“You know, my life is so blessed, I don’t even know what to tell you,” Ifetayo White said in voice so calm, so wise I could listen to her all day.
As we settled into the sunroom of her St. Helena home, where a wall of windows overlook her lush Lowcountry backyard, Ifetayo made a comment about the massive Live Oak she notices me gazing at with adoration. It’s easy to tell it’s sacred, with its lumbering limbs lovingly outreached as far as it can cradle. The tree is one of the reasons Ifetayo chose this house, although she says it chose her. It is tucked away down a winding dirt road deep within the spirit of the land of Gullah that thankfully hangs onto the edge of America.