That time you had me over for a coffee chat

Today, I am your friend who came knocking on your door with fuzzy hair and tears in her eyes.


Update–a move and public school

Hello, my friends. It’s been a long time. Let me tell you why. It seems that everything is changing. Literally almost everything. Husband lost his job again in May (the university he worked at closed), so we both went on the job hunt this spring. I ended up getting a job as a writer/editor for…