Tag, you're it...

If you see yourself in the story, consider yourself tagged, but only if you want to participate. If you decide to join, you need to write a story that includes as many blog names as possible! (It's almost 11pm and I'm going to take the cheaters way out and not highlight all the blogs, but I couldn't pass up the chance to play along with this one).

I was walking down the road less traveled heading to the Humston home when I came across a garden of gems. I had expected sonlight garden in hillside hollow, but I went about my business embracing the paradox. I figured before too long I'd be enduring with grace. Although I was not a single mom in a complicated world, I was one blessed mamma, and I had to do what was right for my own family. I'd researched Oak Hill Academy and Smith Schoolhouse, but I knew Winchester Academy was the one for us. I would be the one to make the best decisions regarding my own children because I was the one who knew about their monkeyboy adventures. I alone knew they'd never eat capicola, peters peapod, or 5 kiwis in Florida. I soon discovered that when it comes to education there's no place like home.