By Catherine Dietrich I Love the Way You Love Me, Husband
The click of the front door and unexpected footsteps in the entrance hall. The ecstatic screams of your daughters as they…
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By John Polo Cancer Warrior, Your Star Will Never Fade
How do you stand so tall? How do you walk so proud? How do you smile easily? How do you…
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By Bridgette Ross Learning To Connect With This Man-Child of Mine
Hey momma, I see you. Struggling to connect with your teenage son. I get it. It's hard. You feel like…
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By Carolyn Moore We Were Just Kids When We Fell In Love
You were snarky and shy, awkward in that endearing gangly teenage boy kind of way. You made me laugh, and…
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By Erika Wilson Sometimes It’s Better To Be Happy Than Right
"Would you rather be right, or happy?" The words ring in my ears as I bite my tongue. I "bite…
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By Rebecca Spohr I’m the Crazy Lady with My Hands Raised at Church, Holla!
Yeup that’s me! You probably have one of me at your church. She’s the lady who sings boldly and…
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By Tiffany Rodriguez Mourning the Death of a Parent Who’s Still Living
Mourning the death of your parent while they’re still alive feels so wrong. Why is this a thing? Why am…
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By Candace Alnaji To My Firstborn as We Become a Family of Five
It’s been almost three years since we brought you home from the hospital, a tiny bundle of need wrapped in…
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By Her View From Home I’ll Never Become My Mother
You know on Mother’s Day, when people take to social media to post photos of their mothers and write nice…
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By Ashley Yarbrough Dear Husband, I Am So Grateful For You
Dear Husband, You are completely oblivious. You didn't realize that I grinned ear-to-ear as you played and giggled with our…
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By AJ Wilson Welcoming Motherhood Through Foster Care
After drinking deeply from the Word of God, I take another sip of coffee. I have a few quiet…
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To the Wounded Wife, Staying Doesn’t Make You Weak
I drove up to work, my eyes puffy from sleeplessness and sobs. I'd left our four-month-old with my aunt and…
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