Ian left this morning at stupid 6 am to catch a train. He’ll be in Fresno for two days and a night. It’s been … 16 months since we slept apart. I’m a little sad. Lucas woke up crying for daddy this morning. “I want my daddy. I want my daddy to be home with me.”
I'm a busy freelance editor and writer, wife to Ian, and mother to two precious boys. I am living each day to the fullest and with as much grace, creativity, and patience as I can muster.
"Love doesn't just sit there like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new." —Ursula K. LeGuinn
