Dear People Pleaser: It’s Not Your Job to Make Everyone Happy
Pssst . . . hey, you. Yes—you. The one who is working and striving and trying to be everything to…
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Pssst . . . hey, you. Yes—you. The one who is working and striving and trying to be everything to…
Continue ReadingThis time last year we mainly heard grunts from our 2-year-old son as his primary means of communication. He would…
Continue ReadingLord, teach me to number my days. I leaned over and picked her up from her crib. I rocked her…
Continue ReadingThe floods have lifted up, O LORD, the floods have lifted up their voice; the floods lift up their roaring.…
Continue ReadingI heard my 3-year-old gasp over the sound of our church’s piano and looked over just a moment too late…
Continue ReadingHello, my name is Amee and I’m an anxious mess about finances. You know what the very worst career is…
Continue ReadingYes, I read those prenatal books. A whole stack of them. Some were hand-me-downs from friends and others I checked…
Continue ReadingI was a blemished bride. White was not reserved for me. I was not pure. I did not wait. I…
Continue ReadingAs I get older, I have this inward sense of shedding the layers that once enrobed me. I find myself…
Continue Reading“I. DON’T. WANT. TO!!” The yelling gets louder and louder as she stomps on her bed staring me down with…
Continue ReadingI kept my baby. Even though I was 16. Even though I didn’t know how I would. I kept my…
Continue ReadingMy new normal is 15 pounds heavier. I’m not writing this because I’ve embraced that. I’m writing this because I…
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