My Mother Told Me…

Elysia was proud that her daughter wasted little time in joining her outside of their den. The little things that she was proud her children were picking up on by themselves. She offered her daughter a warm smile. ”Sida, I’ve noticed your thirst for knowledge. Today I’m going to feed that thirst”

Patting the ground beside her ely laid leisurely in the grass waiting for her daughter to snuggle up to her. ”I think it’s time you learn a little about mommy and Uncle Ze’s childhood and your Grandparents on our side of the family” she mused warmly.

Though this story would not be all that happy in the standards of anyone outside the Saxe family , to ely it was. The stories she’d share with her children made her who she was and to her that was the happiest of tales. Ely would not raise her children on fairy tales and stories of rainbows. Her children would be raised on reality.


"Ely & Ezekiel"