Happy National Poetry Month! I have looked forward to this…
Good morning! I’m halfway through Each Tiny Spark, drinking a cup of coffee, snuggles in bed with my daughter. In Each Tiny Spark, I can feel Emilia’s worry and anxiety deep in my chest. She is so worried for her father because he is not the same after his deployment.
How do you like the bookmark? Last school year my daughter and I wrote each other notes and hid them in each other’s school bags. This one says “Harry Potter” (she knows I’m obsessed). ❤️
What are you reading?