When I am Done

The snow falls the day after the last Christmas gift arrives.He sheepishly holds it behind his back, says, Shoot. I thought you were in the other room...I was going to wrap it. But since you're here...And his smile pulls me in when he places the book in my hands and I don't need gifts from … Continue reading When I am Done

In the Silence

I love words.I love to read them, love to type them out, love to put pen to paper and let the words flow.I listen to my older daughters sound out words and read stories and learn to form words of their own.Zeruiah, she babbles nonsensically and then claps three times when she is done.Words tie … Continue reading In the Silence