I’m Learning To Feel Like I Belong In a Room Because I Want Her To Know She Always Does
It took me 39 years to like myself. I mean really, honestly look in the mirror and say, “You go,…
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By Chelsea Drown The Little Girl I Knew Is Becoming a Young Woman
I didn’t realize becoming a teenager would be such a huge step in her life. Now, as we approach another…
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By Ashley Butler May She Always Believe in Wishes
She gathered every fluffy dandelion like treasure, tiny fists full of wish-makers. She closed her eyes, took a breath, and…
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Girl Scout Cookies Remind Me of Little Girls with Big Dreams
I went out on a chilly Saturday morning for some stamps at one of those satellite post office locations inside…
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By Moriah Couch No More Little Girl Shoes
When my daughter said she needed new shoes, I didn't think much of it, and we made a trip to…
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A Classmate Molested Me in Third Grade and I Didn’t Know How to Speak Up
I grew up in a beautiful home. I knew I was loved beyond measure despite my overactive mouth and unbridled…
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By Jenny Albers Sometimes I Miss Her
“Hey Mom, can you straighten my hair?” she asks. I gladly oblige. Because it’s not often that she needs—or wants—my…
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By Della Cassia I Blinked and the Little Girl Was Gone
They told me not to blink, but I was too overwhelmed learning how to become a mother. They told me…
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By Krystal Sieben My Heart Knew I Needed a Daughter
I have a vivid memory of tentatively walking toward the little pink sleepers hanging in Nordstrom. I gently lifted one…
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She May Be Little but She Knows Exactly Who She Is
A few months ago, I took my daughter in for a routine check-up, and I had one of those moments…
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Dear Daughter, About Valentine’s Day…
So here we are again. We blinked and suddenly everywhere we turn there are pink hearts and red roses and…
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By Lisa Leshaw Goodbye to Girlhood Innocence
She loved pickles and pudding and rocks that glittered. And forts that touched the ceiling. She mastered shadow puppets on…
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