Wakey Wakey

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