It was the smell of food that eventually woke her.  The last thing she remembered was Faeolyn singing his strange tune.  Now she was laying on a soft pillowy surface with the sun warming her face.  Nearby she could hear the mumblings of someone and the gentle shuffling of feet moving back and forth. Continue reading

The night had been rough. How many hours of sleep had she gotten? Whatever it was, it was not nearly enough.  She paced in front of the large picture window cradling her three-month-old son, trying to get him to go to sleep.  She could hear the coffee machine brewing liquid energy from the kitchen, hoping Continue reading

I’m coming upon my last four years of homeschooling my three boys. My two oldest have already graduated. One has already flown the coop, leaving me with the youngest who is just now ending his first year of freshman-level classes. Somewhere in the space between my oldest and my middle sons’ graduations I realized that Continue reading