In the dark of the night...

...he's still my little light. In the light of the day, he's always busy giggling, climbing and smiling away. Words on sleep and getting MORE REST.

I can feel myself being called to rest, to take a break from teaching and earning, to just be me, a Mother, a partner, a sister, a daughter, a friend, a woman. As my classes draw to an end, there’s no pre school and I get ready for a little break (with kids). I go to sleep at night a little less anxious, little less full of dread as I know the dark of t…