I stand near the tree line, watching our two children playing out between the trees. It’s been seven years since the last battle and peace has made this possible.

The woods hum with life again and aren’t a scary place anymore, like they used to be.

Our daughter growls at her brother playfully as they run around in circles. The sun was just setting, but I didn’t have the heart to bring them in for the evening. Not when it’s so peaceful and quiet.

Damian sneaks up behind me, wrapping his ...