It’s 6:20 AM, still dark outside, although the blackness is beginning to turn gray. I creep into Maddie’s room. Maddie is fast asleep, mouth open, arms tossed overhead, legs tangled in her quilt. Peacefully dreaming, holding on to a corner of the pink blankie, always. I open her closet door to find her clothes for … Continue reading Wakey Wakey
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