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I was playing with my 2 yr old and we were making animals out of play dough. I rolled out the play dough to form a snake and started slithering the snake towards her. She pretended to be scared and yelled, then laughed. She then said “my turn!” She...
"Do you want to live a life of purpose? Or a life of comfort?" Never will I forget the question that's been engraved into my spirit. These words came to me in the still of the night by my late beloved grandmother in a dream. This gentle question...
Mothers are hidden, aren’t we? So much of what we do is unseen, and we wrestle with the hiddenness. We want to be seen. We want what we do to be noticed, don’t we? “On the days when I give and I give and I give. Did anybody notice?” “On the days...
Have you ever looked at yourself on paper and said, “wow, that chick is one lucky gal!”, yet the emptiness and brokenness that you feel is palpable. (Cue the raising of both of my hands.) This was me, 6 years ago, I was...
I don’t know about you, but there are times when my nerves are fried and my children mean well, but mommy needs some moments of silence. Anybody else?Recently, in the drive thru line, I couldn’t find my debit card. This is a regular problem for me....
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