A long, long time from now, in a galaxy that looks a lot like this one, you might find yourself looking through your old journals and being really glad you kept them. You may celebrate that you took the time to write down your life experiences. And that you kept…
“Mommy, what are you going to be for Halloween?” “A teacher.” Cue the music that chimes in when sarcasm is at one of my high points. In my head its Beethoven’s Fifth – no idea why. Ayla giggled and said “you’re a teacher everyday mom.” And that was…
by Sara Marchessault This summer began with great aspirations of spending quality time with the kids. Special crafting projects. Swimming lessons. Long day trips to the lake. In my mind it was picture perfect and was going to represent the very reason that summer vacations exist. Lots of downtime and…