Back to school. Or so I thought.

Back to school. Or so I thought.

Well, it’s only Day 2 and I’ve already had to hold back the tears. I thought I was more resilient. And fully rested after the holidays. Maybe I was just overcome with disappointment that I was facing the same issues all over again. School, and the need to attend it...
All smashed up

All smashed up

Well, I got it all smashed up last night. No, not from hitting a glass ceiling or doing fancy things with avocados. The passenger mirror on our family van. And I did it with an audience – not just two of my boys in the back of the car, but the six or so workmen in the...