The Weight of Perfection
Hi, my name is Emily, and I am a struggling perfectionist. Even as I write those words, I squirm a…
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You Have to Feel It to Heal It
I’ve recently been walking through a long season of heartache. I lost two loved ones suddenly, within months of each…
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The Apartment that Saved Me
I got you in secret. My own apartment. It was my first big move to save myself. I was terrified.…
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By Shelby Hughes We Pray for Healing that Doesn’t Always Come
I've been thinking a lot about healing and how most times healing doesn't happen the way I hope or pray.…
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By Sarah Lewis When Did You Leave Me, My Baby?
Dear daughter, Where was I when you left me? Was it the night we lay in bed listening to the…
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Gideon’s Breath
Gideon Theodore Harding was born at home on August 13, 2019 at 5:15 p.m. weighing nine pounds. His name means…
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All I Can Do Is Love Him
As I sit here holding his hand and talking to him until he wakes up after his 31st surgery, I…
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By Lili Foltz How Could a Runny Nose Turn Into This? My Baby’s Battle with RSV
I felt all of the cords between my fingers as I held our 15-month old in the stiff green hospital…
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By Kerith Mickelson This Is My Second Half Too
Part-time teacher by day, security guard at my daughter Amelia’s basketball games by night. It’s extra cash to take Tai…
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By Carolyn Moore They Stopped for Gas and Were Nearly Abducted: Mom of 3 Texas Sisters Shares Terrifying Story
As parents, we do everything in our power to protect the safety and well-being of our children. We make sure…
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By Kristina Guerrero Admitting Your Child Needs More Help than You Can Give Is Brave
It had been nearly a year, and despite my best efforts and constant prayers, the tumultuous relationship with my daughter…
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By Christen McKey A Mother’s Day Kintsugi Birdhouse: Beauty from Brokenness
Seated at the sunroom breakfast table, mouth full of Special K, I glance out the row of windows. A flutter…
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