14 is a Confusing Age
When I was his age, I used to write inspiring words on notebook paper. I’d carry a pen and notebook…
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When I was his age, I used to write inspiring words on notebook paper. I’d carry a pen and notebook…
Continue ReadingIt all goes by so fast . . . The in utero diagnosis. The constant prayers. Your frail body being…
Continue ReadingSuch big blue eyes for your tiny face. Staring into them, I saw a world of possibilities for you. Would…
Continue ReadingMy son took me out for a Coke on Friday. He’s gotten his learner’s permit, so he drove and navigated…
Continue ReadingMy oldest son, you are entering new corners of the world. Corners in which I am not allowed to enter…
Continue ReadingFrom the beginning, my older son Ethan had different love languages than the ones I was used to speaking. At…
Continue ReadingI want to get it right. I want them to be happy. I want them to express themselves however they…
Continue ReadingWe've all been on the receiving end of nosy questions at some point in our lives. When these questions are…
Continue ReadingI’ll never stop holding your hand and offering my own, sweet baby. Right now, my hands carry you to and…
Continue ReadingHe is my first boy. Many things that come easy to me with my girls are difficult with my son.…
Continue ReadingI didn’t need to speak the language to know what he was saying. The older man, a grandpa perhaps, approached…
Continue ReadingWhere did my sweet, innocent, curious, and adorable little lambs of sons go? It seems like just yesterday my youngest…
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