I have never been one to be overly sentimental but the loss of my coven mother, Sasha, and sister, Irina, have brought a change. Since Garrett has become a part of my existence, there has been a dynamic shift. A whirlwind of emotion strikes me as I reflect on loss and gain, pondering family and its personal significance.

As I sit  in a favored clearing near our Denali residence, I recall centuries of roaming with…