When the pandemic hit last spring, my son had been spending his pre-kindergarten days at our local Montessori school and his baby sister was finally adjusting to spending two days in the infant room at the same school. We were happy with the school and community, but homeschooling was something my husband and I had... Continue Reading →
The Time Has Come
On the bookcase next to my bed is a shelf stuffed full of personal journals. Pages and pages of once-blank books now teeming with words, photos, ticket stubs, receipts, and other random memorabilia of days gone by. They are a gift from me to me. A treasure trove of thoughts and memories and dreams. Words... Continue Reading →