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Continue reading →: A Legacy of LoveI almost didn’t get in the water. My grief was surprisingly quiet most of the trip. We splashed at the beach and I didn’t get triggered. We rode in the boat and I was still fine, even though that’s what overwhelmed me the last time. But the second my entire…
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Continue reading →: Lessons from a Public MeltdownI lost my cool in the middle of Chick-fil-A yesterday. Our youngest has been working through some sensory issues lately that have been really challenging to navigate, and sure enough, she decided to have a ginormous meltdown in the middle of the restaurant as soon as we got our food. …
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Continue reading →: From Mess to MasterpieceIf you would have told me a handful of years ago that my husband and I would be teaching a marriage class at our church, I wouldn’t have believed you. And yet, here I am, reflecting on these past eight weeks and my heart is truly overflowing with gratitude. Because…
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Continue reading →: From Exhaustion to BondingOur four-year-old has been going through a terrible sleep regression, and mamas… I’m not sure I’ve been so tired in my life. Yes, I’m obviously tired from the lack of sleep. But truthfully, I think I’m more worn from being so touched-out 24/7. Not only will she refuse to go…
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Continue reading →: Creating Holy Ground“How do you get up so early?” my sweet girl asked me as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes one school morning. I smiled as I stared at our scratched-up farm table where my Bible and journal sat. “Well, baby girl, the truth is, I don’t always do this…
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Continue reading →: Let Them HelpLet them help. Even if it takes you twice as long as it would if you were doing it alone.Even if you have to re-do everything they just did.Even if it tests every ounce of patience in your body. Let them help. You’re teaching important skills, mama.You’re empowering them to…
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Continue reading →: I Will Always Choose YouMy youngest is in this stage where she insists on holding my hand while we eat meals. And quite frankly, it really annoyed me at first. (I mean, come on, kid. Is it really asking too much for me to use both hands to hold my coffee cup or turkey…
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Continue reading →: I Hope They Remember the Small StuffI’m starting to learn that I don’t have to jam-pack my kids’ childhood to make it memorable. Don’t get me wrong, the traditions and the adventures are important, and I hope my girls look back on those things fondly. But I also hope they remember the small stuff. I hope…
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Continue reading →: The Holidays can be Hard, but They’re Never Too Much for Jesus“You okay, mom? You seem a little down.” My oldest asked me the other night. I paused for a minute, not exactly sure how to respond. On one hand, I wanted to protect her from unnecessary weight that wasn’t hers to carry. On the other hand, I saw a great…
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Continue reading →: We Can Trust the Author who is Penning our PagesHe is writing my story perfectly. That is what I want to remember as this calendar year winds down and the new one begins. As I’ve been reflecting on all that has happened in the last twelve months, this is the saying that keeps coming to my mind. He is…
