I finished the book Her Daughter's Dream on Wednesday morning. I just didn't want to post anything until my sweet friend, Regan, could get into the book first.
Here are my thoughts on Francine Rivers' Her Daughter's Dream...I liked it. The first 35 pages were rough and the last 35 were also rough. Well written...rough on the heart. I do feel that the epilogue was balm to my weary soul which I needed after the conclusion of Marta's Legacy.
Enough about books for today. I have bigger news. After eight and a half years of mothering sons, I have (for the first time) extracted something out of a nasal passage. Yes, that's right! Larry held my darling Caleb down on the kitchen island while I used the tweezers to pull a raisin out of the precious little nose. Sweet Baby, it was bound to happen at some point. Thank you, Lord, for helping me learn Caleb's language so completely that I could interpret his distress.