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The sounds of laughter thundered down upon my shoulders, bouncing off the walls of the enclosed playground inside a local…
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The sounds of laughter thundered down upon my shoulders, bouncing off the walls of the enclosed playground inside a local…
Continue ReadingTears streamed down my face as I pressed my hand into my best friend's chest. The sheer terror and adrenaline…
Continue ReadingI can gravitate between a noble sense of martyrdom, believing I am the best mother ever, and a nagging sense…
Continue ReadingI’m convinced, my neighbors must think I’m crazy. I’ve lost count of the number of times they’ve heard me raise…
Continue ReadingWorthy . . . we use this word often. We say this to ourselves and to people around us all…
Continue ReadingMy quiet time has been interrupted a lot lately. And truthfully, I’m growing really weary from it. I miss meeting…
Continue ReadingThe last thing I wanted to do that chilly spring afternoon was look up. The bright children’s gym was a…
Continue ReadingDear Nana, Somehow it has been almost two decades since the last time we touched hands. I will never forget…
Continue ReadingAlthough it’s been a while since my father’s death, I still miss him. He was a man of integrity, a…
Continue ReadingIt was early one morning in 2010. I had just dropped my daughter off at preschool and my 2-year-old son…
Continue ReadingLauren Daigle’s song “You Say” played through a scratchy phone speaker as I watched tears stream down my grandpa’s 93-year-old…
Continue Reading“Karmen, why didn’t you ever fear, dread, or shed any tears?” I asked my daughter. “Because God told me He…
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