Parade Day

The parade started at 10am and I thought I would get to sleep in. No parent with a young child gets to sleep in. This is my burden to bear and I accepted it as I woke earlier than I wanted to for a day I wasn’t prepared for. I decided yesterday I would takeContinue reading “Parade Day”

Five years.

An opportunity to transform blood, sweat, and tears into a new beginning. It’s one in the morning on the first day of the new year. This time last year, we were in dire straits and I felt I put us there. Financially and emotionally: borderline S.O.L. It was all salvageable, but worrisome enough that evenContinue reading “Five years.”