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I don’t remember much about my daughter’s first Christmas. I was 24, my daughter was nearly a year, and my…
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I don’t remember much about my daughter’s first Christmas. I was 24, my daughter was nearly a year, and my…
Continue ReadingI met my future self for coffee. I pulled in next to her, opening my door carefully so as not…
Continue ReadingHere’s what we know about senior year: It goes by fast. It’s full. It's emotional. It’s busy. Each successive last…
Continue ReadingA woman—a mother—in our community passed away unexpectedly, her youngest was the same age as one of our kids. From…
Continue Reading“I guess at least the toddler still likes us,” I joked to my husband. One benefit of raising toddlers and…
Continue ReadingPSA for husbands, grandmas, sisters, kids, and all other well-meaning supporters of the mom break: Please don’t tell a mom…
Continue ReadingThere’s something about football boys. Maybe it’s the sunrise practices when the heat is too strong mid-afternoon. Or maybe it’s…
Continue ReadingI love to watch the moms in the stands. Because they know. They know the hours that have added up…
Continue ReadingOne week ago today, “summer” became official in my house. We had a relaxed morning with no alarm clocks, we…
Continue ReadingRecently, a friend gave me a sweatshirt displaying the words "Nineteen 83 Original." I slipped the soft fabric over my…
Continue ReadingGrowing up, my grandparents hosted birthday parties that involved all of my dad’s aunts and uncles gathering around the kitchen…
Continue ReadingWhen God created a mother, He created her to love and serve in every moment. He knew the constant need…
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