By Beth Hoff I Love Growing Old With You
As I trimmed my husband’s hair this week, I noticed a few grays peeking through his thick, brown locks. For…
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By Rachael Ramas One Day You Realize How Much Your Mother Loved You
You will never know how much your mother loved you until you become one. You will never truly know how…
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Leave the Mess
"Just leave it all, sweetie. Leave the mess. I love having the mess around me, because it means you all…
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What Matters in the End is How They Were Loved
If your child isn’t the star athlete with a college scholarship, they’ll be OK. If your child isn’t in the…
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My Mother’s Love Will Never Die
The night my mother passed away, my sister and I, along with our families sat by her side. We held…
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By Holly Dignen Love Looks Different After Kids, But It Feels Stronger
Love looks different after kids. It looks like dishes cleaned, laundry put away, and a random hug given at just…
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By Lizzy Christian Love is Showing Up, No Matter What
As I’m growing older, my definition of love keeps changing . . . Love is the way my husband holds…
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By Sandy Brannan A Grandmother’s Love is in the Simple Things
If I close my eyes, I can still see my favorite spot in my grandmother’s house. She had a vanity…
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By Christine Koehring I Won’t Miss Being This Tired, But I Will Miss You
“Don’t blink,” they say. “It goes so fast,” they say. And perhaps the favorite of exhausted moms everywhere, “One day…
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By Hannah Dearth Dear Husband, Thank You for Seeing Me
Dear Husband, Thank you for seeing me. So many times, when others look at me, I don’t really feel seen.…
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By Taraneh Kerley Motherhood is Everything All At Once
I want to let you in on a secret of motherhood—motherhood is hardly ever one thing at once. It is…
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Grief is Love Unfinished, But Jesus is Love Unending
I died the day he died. Or at least a large part of me did. I held the hand of…
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