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Continue reading →: Slow Me Down, LordSlow Me Down, Lord. Enough to savor this warm cup of coffee. Enough to listen to the birds sweetly singing. Enough to feel the warmth of the sun on my face. Slow me down, Lord. Enough to soak in the sound of my children’s laughter. Enough to hug my hubby…
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Continue reading →: To The Friends Who Love Your Kids Like Their OwnHere’s to the friends who love your kids like their own. Who let them run in the door with dirty shoes on and don’t bat an eye. Who greet them with huge smiles and call them by nicknames. Who feed them popsicles and cups of chocolate milk without any hesitation.…
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Continue reading →: I’m A Simple Girl At HeartI’m a simple girl at heart. I’d rather be comfortable than cute. My go-to outfit is black leggings with an oversized sweatshirt, and I almost always have my hair up in a messy bun. (and by messy, I mean 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘺.) I drink my coffee from the same cup every morning.…
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Continue reading →: To The Days I’ll Miss The MostIt takes me twice as long to do anything these days. “Up, mama!”“Help, mama!”“Cuddle, mama!” Some days I’m touched out and flat-out worn out before breakfast is even on the table. And I know it’s okay for me to admit that. Not every day on this side of heaven is…
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Continue reading →: A Slow SummerHere’s to a slow summer. To sleeping in as late as the kids will let you. To drinking that third cup of coffee. To soaking in morning sun. To making a mess in the kitchen just for the heck of it. To grilling out hamburgers and roasting marshmallows over the…
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Continue reading →: He’s The One“What do you usually set the thermostat to?” I texted him. My husband was away on a fishing trip this weekend and silly ole me was asking the same silly ole question I do every time he leaves town. Because the thing is, I never have to worry about it.…
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Continue reading →: Comparison is the Thief of JoyI’ve spent so much of my life comparing myself to others and feeling less than because I don’t “love loud.” There are people who can attend all the gatherings, and volunteer at all the school functions, and sign up for all the meal trains, and accept all the invitations that…
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Continue reading →: Can We Not Argue This Time?“Mommy, can we not argue this time?” Oh how these words made me beam with pride and sting with conviction all at once. Five year olds? They’re so hard. Like, really freaking hard. She triggers my irritation like nothing else. I mean dang, is she STUBBORN. But you know what…
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Continue reading →: There’s Something About A SisterI grew up with two older brothers. And let me tell ya, I have the best in the world. They looked out for me and protected me.They came to performances and cheered me on.They gave me Godly advice that has stuck with me to this day. Even now that we’re…
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Continue reading →: She Reaches For MeShe reaches for me. When she’s happy and giggling with delight.When she’s crying after a bump or a fall.When she’s feeling left out and wants my attention. She reaches for me. When she’s overtired and exhausted from a really long day.When she’s under the weather and in need of extra…
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I’m Skyler…a stay-at-home wife and mama who loves Jesus, coffee, and writing about all things motherhood, marriage, and mental health. I’m passionate about helping other moms overcome anxiety so they can discover their God-given purpose. If you, too, are raising little humans to know Jesus while also questioning your own sanity at times, pull up a seat and stay a while. There’s a spot at my table just for you!
