Less than Ideal

  It’s been a hard month at our house. I’m not sure when the tone started taking a turn – I think sometime late summer. Life had been moving swiftly down the track, a rhythmic clickety-clacking through each sports event, date night, business meeting, and coffee with friends. Yet the track ahead had a sharp bend – one I didn’t see coming. Clackety-click shifted into an ominous creekety-lurchety screech. It didn’t sound good. My child who loves and breathes activity developed a sharp pain in his foot that wouldn’t go… Continue reading Less than Ideal