It is almost that magical time of the year for families with young children. In the early evening the late-summer's golden slant of light sets the stage for the song of the locusts, and I would know without a calendar or a Payless shoe ad that it is time once again for book bags and new crayons... It is back to school once again without me.
And it is not as if I have stopped needing to learn things... Oh no! I have more to understand than ever as my days wind into months, seasons, and years.
I have been enjoying most days with planning, journals, good books, and of course, Mama. In all honesty, the nights are not as good. We spend a lot of time in a life lock to see whether madness or dreams will rule the night... Honestly it is too close to call.