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In the spirit of sharing not-so-vague things about myself, I offer photographs of the two entities in my life who force a routine – my dogs. Ozmond Gatsby a/k/a Ozzy was born on July 19, 2025. He came to live with me in early September. He is 1/2 ShihTzu and 1/2 Toy Poodle – or…
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As a follow up to yesterday’s piece about focus, I feel led to discuss things on which I will not be focusing. Energy is a funny thing. We don’t always realize how much of it we’re giving away until we’re exhausted. And for most of my life, I handed mine out carelessly…to overthinking, to conflict,…
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Intentionally focused. That’s the theme for June. Until recently, I thought that focus was measured by intensity. Big plans.Big declarations.Big emotional surges of motivation that made me feel like I was changing everything overnight. And I’ll admit that works for a little while. It can even be productive. But as I stepped back from writing,…
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As I continue to study God’s Word, I understand that what I once only recognized as non-fictional words on a page are – in reality – real life instructions for how we should be living our lives today. The Bible isn’t just a history book. It’s a handbook. I finished Jeremiah and moved onto Ezekiel.…
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I’m going down my self-made list of words that are generally used incorrectly these days. Today’s vocabulary word: Self-care. I think we’ve watered down its meaning. Somewhere along the way, self-care became synonymous with indulgence. Bubble baths.Face masks.Mani / Pedis.Online shopping. And there is absolutely nothing wrong with doing any of those things. But honestly,…
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People talk about “boundaries” constantly these days. “Set boundaries.”“Protect your peace.”“Cut people off.” I can empathize with the heart behind those phrases, but I don’t think boundaries are always defined – or used – appropriately. That term has been oversimplified, like setting a boundary is magic. In my experience, sometimes we can express a boundary…
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I don’t love the word “trigger.” Emotional triggers are real. But I think the word is overused (or used entirely incorrectly), misunderstood, and weaponized. Somewhere, at some point, society started treating triggers like permission. Permission to lash out. To avoid accountability. To demand that everyone else emotionally accommodate us at all times. And I don’t…
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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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