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This is not how it was supposed to be

My boys and I head down to the trail, the toddler in the stroller, my oldest on his scooter. It’s the first day of spring and we can feel it. We arrive at a spot on the path where there is a break in the trees, allowing the sun to shine down in all of its… Continue reading This is not how it was supposed to be

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A Love that says “Do it scared”

My church community experienced a tragedy this week. A young life lost – a husband, a father, a son, a brother, a friend to many. We are left with questions, pain, sorrow, heart ache. It’s hard to know what to do. How to put one foot infront of the other. How to comfort, how to… Continue reading A Love that says “Do it scared”

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The wandering sheep

I watch the little girl infront of me at church as she runs circles around her mom, curly hair bouncing on top her head. She searches her mother’s pockets for snacks, toys, amusement. From one side, to another. Back and forth she goes. Coming up empty handed she deserts this game in search of another.… Continue reading The wandering sheep

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Coming Clean

“Your hair looks great!” I compliment the mom beside me at the pool. Our youngest ones sit on our laps while we wait for the older boys to finish their swimming lesson. “Thanks hun. I finally got it done. It only took me three years! Left the house this morning without even touching it.” I… Continue reading Coming Clean

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Choosing to Believe

It’s been foggy and rainy here for the past few days. But today, the sun broke through. I run around the house opening blinds, pulling back curtains. My son joins me in this act of celebration. “Hooray, it’s a beautiful sunny day!” He exclaims as he spoons oatmeal into his mouth. Hallelujah. _ When I… Continue reading Choosing to Believe

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A Mother’s Communion (Pt 2)

“I see myself in your eyes,” he says to me. Is he really almost 4 years old? No longer the needy baby who fully relied on me, but an independent, curious, always seeking, always learning, young boy. The three of us sit around the dining room table. The sky is a rich navy blue. It’s… Continue reading A Mother’s Communion (Pt 2)

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A Mother’s Communion (Pt 1)

I sit down to write. The toddler whines from his crib. He needs to be changed and fed. _ I grab the ingredients to make my morning smoothie. The preschooler calls for help from the bathroom. He needs to be washed and dressed. _ I set up my yoga mat. The toddler crawls on top.… Continue reading A Mother’s Communion (Pt 1)