Battling the Darkness of Postpartum Depression
I felt it coming . . . that dreaded fog slowly rolling in. As my new baby lay peacefully sleeping on my chest, I felt it creeping in. Instead of…
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The First One at the Casket
The day my mother died, everything changed. My mind became a complex mess of the heartbreaking reality of her death and delusions that I’d wake up…
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To the Mom Who Got Out of Bed Today, I’m Proud of You
To the mom who got out of bed today: I know you’re tired. I know you could have laid there all day if you had the chance. Instead, you put your…
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We Weren’t Meant to Walk Through Hard Seasons Alone
Have you ever experienced a season of parenting that feels especially hard? Where the questions outnumber the answers? Where you find yourself…
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To the Friend Who Just Lost a Parent: You’ll Never Get Over This, But You Will Get Through It
To the friend who just lost a parent: I see you there, sunglasses pulled down over your eyes covering the emotion that leaks from behind them. I ask…
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Dear Friend, I Will Be Here When Grief Comes Knocking
Thank you for your love and your support. I see you and it means a lot. Your efforts to help me maneuver through this new life are appreciated. I’m…
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Breastfeeding Bonds a Mother to More Than Just Her Baby
It was 2016 when I first heard the story of a mom, similar to my age, who unexpectedly died during childbirth as she was giving birth to her eighth…
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When Joy Doesn’t Come, I’ll Stand With You in Sorrow
“Is that the best you can do?” I overhead this question a few Sundays ago when I was passing by two men from our church on my way…
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I Know What it Feels Like to Want to Die
Let me start this post by saying, I am not suicidal; I have never been suicidal. I do, however, know what is feels like to want to die. Which is…
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Dear Husband, Thank You For Loving Me Through the Storm of Anxiety
The note stuck out from a crack in my steering wheel, folded just so and placed right where you knew I would find it. I opened it gently, and my eyes…
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