Motherhood Never Ends
I awoke to light outside, meaning I’d overslept my alarm. My two little cherubs awoke soon after I did, so I had to forfeit my morning ritual of making peanut butter toast and French-pressed coffee, which I nibble and sip
A Light From The Shadows Shall Spring
All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost, The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring, Renewed shall