Category: Family
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I am honest about myself these days to recognize that, sometimes, I was the problem. I wasn’t trying to be. But in the middle of chaos, there used to be this deep need/impulse to address everything. Every disagreement. Every accusation. Every misunderstanding. Every perceived slight. If something bothered me, I reacted. If something hurt me,…
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My son got a book for me for Mother’s Day called, “Mom, I want to hear your Story.” He knows me well. I love “homework.” I thought it would be a fun idea to blog some of the answers to the questions in the book, maybe as a way to reveal more about myself without…
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Mother’s Day came. And instead of feeling celebrated, I felt heavy. And that’s not the version of a holiday that most people post about. You know, the pictures that contain flowers and brunch and smiles and gratitude. Don’t get me wrong – I put on the happy face and took some of those, too. But…
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“It’s the way I won’t…” That’s how I know I”m changing. My life doesn’t look dramatically different, and I haven’t suddenly become perfect. I still struggle. But there are things in my life I will not do anymore. I thought once that growth meant becoming someone completely new. Now it feels more like restraint. Wisdom.…
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Sometimes I wonder who I’d be if I wasn’t always enduring. If my choices had been better. If my circumstances had been lighter.Simpler.Less complicated. If I hadn’t spent so much time navigating consequences, emotions, relationships, and the weight of my own decisions. Who would I be if I wasn’t always in the middle of something?…
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I spiraled yesterday. I received two notifications on my phone. Not back-to-back, but congruently enough that I was affected. And I don’t even know why. The first notification was essentially an assertion of blame. I was made aware of a couple of things that were, apparently, my “fault.” My reflexes caused me to trip. Over…
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Before I start, I’d like to give a quick shout-out to my handsome husband, who purchased the Spiral Bible for me for Christmas. I’m a note-taking girly, and I put this particular version on my wish list, in hopes that I would engage with the Word like it is something to study. And his gift…
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I’ll be honest with you. I didn’t get a lot of sleep Sunday night. On Sunday morning, I woke up and my family and I went to church. Then we went to lunch, where something occurred that kind of creamed my corn. Then a movie. Then we came home and I did what I like…
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Born on a full moon, Raspberry made her grand appearance already exhausted and mildly inconvenienced. Witnesses say she emerged already carrying responsibilities, unresolved infant insight, and a to-do list. By age seven, she had mastered the ancient arts of overthinking, reading a room instantly, and apologizing for things that were not her fault. As she…
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There are certain people in Scripture I admire. Leah. Hannah. Stephen. Jeremiah. Joseph. And there are others I recognize. Not because our lives are seamlessly identical. But because something in those kinds of stories feel painfully familiar. I can relate to the woman at the well in more ways than one. When Jesus meets her…
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