The scent of clean closets, bacon with notes of bleach—always meant safety in my grandmother’s house. She lived by structure, discipline, and routine.

In this episode, I talk about how my grandmother held our world together after crisis. We didn’t always see eye to eye, but she’s been one of the most consistent people in my life.

This is a tribute to her, to the generations of women who parented through protection, and to the healing that comes when we recognize the love beneath the rules.