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Some days, I wake up and walk around my house feeling my chest rise looking at the chaotic mess I…
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Some days, I wake up and walk around my house feeling my chest rise looking at the chaotic mess I…
Continue ReadingKeep pushing. Push through every doubt the enemy instills in your mind. Push through the depression. Push through the worrisome…
Continue ReadingMy toddler was that kid on the playground—the one who would push and bite, erupting into a tantrum and needing…
Continue ReadingMath has always come easily to him. Even from the beginning stages when we counted wooden blocks on the living…
Continue ReadingOh, dear girl, Give Jesus the mess. Your mess. The mess you think is too much or too big or…
Continue ReadingFrom a very young age, two of the most important men in my life were my grandpa and my brother.…
Continue ReadingToday is the day I’ve dreaded and resisted for almost a year: the day I face going through the white…
Continue ReadingA little over a year ago, my husband and I went through the unimaginable. We lost our child, Lillian, to…
Continue ReadingI look at him and my heart breaks into a million little pieces. It simply hurts too much to know…
Continue ReadingI recently came across a short memoir writing competition with the theme, “Places that have made me, changed me, or…
Continue ReadingEvery May, I wrestle with, what is for me, the most highly fraught holiday of the year—Mother’s Day. As I…
Continue ReadingWe celebrated 90 years of my beautiful grandma today. It was lovely and lonely all at once because we lost…
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