Grieving through the Holidays Is Like Running a Marathon on a Sprained Ankle
I don’t remember much about my daughter’s first Christmas. I was 24, my daughter was nearly a year, and my…
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I don’t remember much about my daughter’s first Christmas. I was 24, my daughter was nearly a year, and my…
Continue ReadingFlour coated my hands and the front of my blue sweatshirt as I carefully smoothed the dough with my rolling…
Continue ReadingFor a mom, the Christmas season can be a lot of work. She plans. She shops. She cooks. She bakes.…
Continue ReadingWe were barely home from a rainy week at the beach in early September when I felt the insistent pull…
Continue ReadingFor as long as I can remember, Christmas cards have been a highlight of my Christmas season. Growing up, my…
Continue ReadingMy tween boy said he wanted to decorate his room for Christmas. He said, “You know how you used to…
Continue ReadingI cried in church this morning. It wasn’t the beautiful hymns sung by the angelic choir. It wasn’t the poignant…
Continue ReadingIt’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas, and I hate it. Every twinkling light, every cute decoration, every song,…
Continue ReadingDear Husband, Thank you for being my constant in this seasonal chaos. I’m riding the roller coaster of emotions this…
Continue ReadingEvery December evening I sit on my couch and admire the view of my bright and lopsided Christmas tree. I…
Continue ReadingThe magic of Christmas is always alive for those who believe. While this may be my life’s eternal motto, I’m…
Continue ReadingAmid the hustle and bustle of setting the table for Thanksgiving, my son glances around the table and notices a…
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