I Am Their Comforter Because I Am Their Mother
I am their comforter. Something happens when my babies turn two. For two years, my babes have eyes for me,…
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I am their comforter. Something happens when my babies turn two. For two years, my babes have eyes for me,…
Continue ReadingThe baby is crying and nothing helps. The toddler is kicking and screaming on the floor. The older kids are…
Continue ReadingI’m a member of a club. Many don’t even know it exists. It’s exclusive; in fact, you can’t even apply…
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Continue ReadingSaying good-bye to a parent is not something young adults expect to do. I certainly did not expect to bury…
Continue Reading“Uh-oh!” I chimed. It was time to respond to my daughter’s impertinence. “WHAT?! Why are you saying that?!” A preschool-sized…
Continue ReadingLast week the Internet was abuzz with a story about a Maine diner owner and the mom of a toddler…
Continue ReadingWouldn’t it simplify our lives if God would just send us a letter in the mail, leave a post-it note…
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