The Lonely I’m Hiding is Heavy
Saturday morning. Another long week working from home, which others say is a blessing, but I don’t feel that. Another…
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Saturday morning. Another long week working from home, which others say is a blessing, but I don’t feel that. Another…
Continue ReadingAt night is when my mind races the most. Did I turn the burner off after dinner? Here we go…
Continue Reading“Hey, Mom,” she said from the backseat, “now I’m over halfway there!” We were a few minutes in to our…
Continue Reading"Learn from mistakes." That’s what we’re taught in school and by our parents. It’s a phrase I have always tried…
Continue ReadingI left it, all dusty and alone, with bags of used clothes piled on its seat and tray. No one was there…
Continue ReadingThrough involuntary clenched teeth, I lie in bed listening to the slight rustling of a baby I had just laid…
Continue ReadingI am a mama of three girls. When people see me out with my daughters, they say one of three…
Continue ReadingTo the mother of my son’s best friend . . . thank you. When my son was little, I prayed…
Continue ReadingBaby boy, you are so special. You may not be the firstborn, and you may have been our third boy,…
Continue ReadingWhile I sit and watch my children play, words run through my mind. There is such a mess some days.…
Continue ReadingMotherhood is often just talked about as that love at first sight. That moment your eyes first see their little…
Continue ReadingMy boys, who are three and five, usually eat breakfast and lunch at our kitchen island, with me on the…
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