only in daydreams...

The sky was a beautiful steel gray, fall is upon us, that sky doesn't lie. Burnt oranges, crispy golden yellows, and fiery reds glimmering against the hardness of the sky begging it to be warm again. The streets turned into dirt paths, cars into horse drawn carriages, buildings disappeared, rolling hills and fields bordered by thick green forests appeared before my very eyes. I held my baby in my arms, clutching him even closer for warmth. My older two boys, bouncing around in their seats, looked around in wide-eyed wonder. I had no other care or worry in the world, as I held my loves tight and close to me. I had what I always had dreamed of and longed for...my family, my home. My body warmed with invigoration as our home came into view and the thought of sitting in front of the fire with the boys brought a smile to my lips. We were home again.