Oh, Fall. I love you so hard.
“Just because I find summer holidays difficult, it doesn’t mean I’m a bad mom.
On July 19, Avelyn turned 11.
My first baby graduated from Grade Five today.
The heaviness of the winter lifted surely, but oh, so slowly. By the time April came around, I was ravenous for signs of spring: for some blossoms, some sunshine, some green. But spring SUCKED.
The past winter was long and drawn out. It was colder than usual, for longer than usual.
