In response to her mom’s touching blog post, Syd reflects on the laughter, strength, and deep connection they’ve shared over the years. From childhood memories around the dinner table to building a business together, this is a daughter’s intimate letter of gratitude, admiration, and love.

Herbalism, to me, isn’t just about remedies. It’s about relationship. It’s about walking barefoot down the dirt road near our home, or wandering through my parents’ timber, or pausing in a meadow—and staying open. My eyes are always scanning the ground, not just for plants, but for the lessons they carry. It’s a quiet kind of learning, guided by curiosity, reverence, and faith.

No matter what Grandma was doing when we arrived, she’d stop everything just to give us the warmest, tightest hug. I spent countless nights in the upstairs bedroom, where mornings always greeted me with the smell of breakfast cooking and the sound of a meadowlark singing just outside the window.

She’s still my little Suzy-Q — but now, she’s also a mother, a wife, a force of her own. A personal tribute from a proud mom to the daughter she admires deeply.