Before The Journey
A deep restless wind overcame my soul and sleep eluded me completely. I was disturbed and upset, but couldn’t explain my fear. It was a rare occasion that I was going to bed and mother was not sitting on the sewing machine right next to me. Instead, grandma was there and she was pacing what little space was left when all the beds were pulled out and everyone went to sleep. “Your mother has been a strong woman to be able to care so well for her children by herself and under such stressful... Sign in to see full entry.