My grandfather taught me that making jam isn't just about preserving fruit. It's about preserving moments, preserving love, preserving the sweetness of life so it can be savored long after the moment has passed. I'm not just running a jam business. I'm spreading the same love he taught me to share, one jar at a time. And somewhere, I like to think he's smiling, watching me finally understand what he meant all those years ago when he'd place that first warm spoonful in my eager hands.