2019. It wore us out mentally, physically, emotionally. Amidst downsizing and learning how to operate in less we walked through unimaginable grief and loss. We grew and experienced all the pains that come with growth. I want to say this year was our best yet but it wasn’t, and I
Motherhood is hard. Mary, the mother of Jesus, the one that God entrusted to raise the SAVIOR of the world, LOST HIM FOR THREE DAYS. If social media had existed back then, her mess up would have been one of the most debated topics on Facebook, dividing sides and splitting
It was a beautiful day and I ended up at the park with our youngest daughter. She ran to the swings and triumphantly jumped onto the empty seat. As she got going, after a push from me, she would pump her legs then stick them straight out, using the muscles
“You stupid, stupid, stupid toe!” I said angrily under my breath as I began to limp to a large rock on the side of the trail where I was running. Sitting down, I quietly cursed my foot, actually my toe, that stupid toe, that I broke three weeks earlier. It’s
I met Val in May of 1997 and I knew we would be fast friends, not just because she was my future sister-in-law, but because her sharp whit and sarcastic humor was my love language. At first impression you might think that she was maybe stand-offish but really she was
I need to apologize to everyone of my beautifully strong and amazing women friends that have their own businesses, blogs, movements, groups, non-profits, churches, conferences, and anything else that helps, heals, and speaks to other women; because I struggle with comparison. I compare my DOING with your DOING. When I
I belong to a Facebook group that’s for working moms. It has over 9,000 members from the US, Canada, Mexico and Europe. While mostly liberal in their thinking, they do have some killer recipes exchanges that happen and I do enjoy reading how moms all over the world hold it
