I let my son wear his turtle shell the other day. In public. Yes, I admit it. I’m that mom. The one who lets her daughter out of the house […]
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Category: Faith
To My Pre-Teen, I’m Sorry
Dear Pre-Teen, I need to apologize. I did something to you the other day that I’ve tried to teach you over and over and over again not to do. Something […]
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When God’s Provision Isn’t What You Asked For
I laid there in that lonely hospital room. Staring at a blank, beige wall, with the only sounds the occasional drips from my iv, and the incessant beeping when […]
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If I Could Give One Gift To My Children, It Would Be This
“I’m stupid.” “I’m ugly.” “People don’t like me.” “I’m bad at that.” To my child, I hear these defeated words spilling from your lips. Sometimes shouted, sometimes murmured quietly and […]
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My Happy Shoes
These are my happy shoes. Sometimes I wear them because I am happy. And sometimes I wear them because I’m not happy, but I really want to be. I had […]
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To My Momma Friends – Give Yourself Some Grace
To My Momma Friends, I have something to say, from one Momma to another. Give yourself some grace. In this world of comparison and endless expert opinions at our fingertips, […]
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What I’m Telling My Kids Today: Be Nosy.
I’ve always been a fairly private person. Yes, I realize that sounds ridiculous coming from a woman who blogs publicly about her life and her family. However, for most of […]
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Dear Christian Friends, What are Your Words REALLY Saying?
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about stories. Perhaps that’s not so odd since I spend so much of my time writing stories – but more specifically, I have been […]
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Christmas Gifts That Give Back
It can get tricky for my family during the holidays when it comes to giving gifts. It seems sometimes that we spend all year trying to teach gratitude for what […]
Read moreNot In My House, Harvey
You brought your worst. And make no mistake, it was bad. It was terrible, horrifying and tragic. But you know what, you don’t win. We do.
Not in my house, Harvey.
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