I’m going to blame it on Netflix. I shouldn’t really, but I’m going to. See, things had been slightly stressful. We have some huge changes taking place in our family. My brain was like, mush. And I was super tired. So one evening when my daughter went to bed and my husband was still working, I…
I was wiping down the fridge the other day, going through all the little things we had stuck to it with magnets and tape. There was a note from my daughter, a bill that was coming due, a Bible verse written on a sticky note. I pulled them each off one by one, setting them neatly…
It was just a lazy afternoon so when my daughter and one of the children I babysit asked if they could eat dinner on the porch, I shrugged my shoulders and sent them outside with hotdogs, mashed potatoes, and fruit. I returned to the kitchen to fix my own dinner and when I stepped back…
It was a Saturday morning when we found out our baby wouldn’t live. I was at Gary’s drinking a cup of bitter coffee when the phone call came. I walked outside, wandering down the street and out beside the movie theater, where a few trees and scattered patches of grass grew despite the shade of the…
People have been making quite a few comments about my gray hair lately. Most of the commentary is coming from my own personal peanut gallery (aka my daughter). “Whoa, Mom! Look at all the sparkly silver in your hair? Did you do that on purpose?” The truth is that I started finding gray hairs when I…
I know. Let’s just start with that. I know about the wondering, and the fears that come at night when no one is watching. I know how many times you’ve looked in the mirror and wondered why this is happening to you. I know how infertility cuts where we are all most vulnerable– right at our identity….
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