When I saw the link up topic for today, with Lisa and Rabia, my heart immediately tightened, with a twinge of angst. It amazes me that over thirty years have gone by, since I was 16 years old, and yet? There is this vulnerable and vast gaping hole that still swells open and stirs my soul with memories and emotions that seem to wake from their dormant place in time. Although I have since transformed and grown into someone I always longed to be, I must confess that this age? Is still a part of me… History sews together the fabric of who...

I had one of those heart to heart talks with my kids, one night while we were doing our snuggle time before bed. It started with that beautiful embrace as they stretched their arms out to me and squealed ‘Do that thing you do mommy!” I jumped on the bed in between them and rolled over to hug and kiss one child, while the other screamed and fought for me. I then turned and hugged and kissed the other child, while the other one fought for me. And as they giggled and kept battling for my attention while reaching and pulling me...

Parenting is hard.  So hard.  And we all have different ideas and perceptions and ways of doing our best to raise our kids.  I have discovered through the years, that the hardest part of parenting is letting go of expectations.  There is this notorious “rule book of raising kids” that I seem to not follow most of the time.  The ages and stages and phases that we are commanded to track and ensure our children are successfully achieving… get blurry over here in our house.  Perhaps it’s because my first born...

  Oh the mighty ant. I am in awe of its power to carry a load that far exceeds its weight.  It’s fascinating to think of how they appear to effortlessly pick up huge loads and travel with such ease. Can you imagine? We humans do the same, actually. Our burdens aren’t sticks or leaves or dead insects though. Our weight is heavy with life circumstances, crisis, sickness, abuse, neglect, death, divorce, and everything in between. Think about it… I bet you could name ten beloved people in your life that carry weight far beyond...

For You, Dad When I think about my father, I am filled with such strong emotion and deep gratitude for the relationship we have. A long-lived life can bring anyone to this place. Years of history can either push you apart, or pull you closer, and I have never felt as connected with him as I do now. I am so grateful for this season of open conversations and honest reflection. I am blessed to have a father that is able to embrace all my truths with grace and acceptance. My father is an honorable man. Always has been, always will be. His...

I am a mother of two. I have written countless posts about Cassidy… and quite a few posts about both Cass and Cade. But I don’t believe I have given Cade the attention he so deserves. Three of my favorite posts about him come to mind: His amazing birth story, how he grabbed the flag in flag football, and his precious nighttime wish. I really don’t share enough about my boy. I have thought long and hard about this, because each time I share a story about Cassidy-Cade lingers in the background. He has equal amounts of love and attention...

I am so deeply honored and overjoyed to share my devotional series with one of my most treasured friends!  Her blog is truly one that inspires me like no other.  She is a unique writer with a gift that touches my heart every time she shares a piece of her world and her perspective on life.  I am always moved by her perfectly placed thoughts and intentional themes.  If you haven’t met Karmen from Chairs from the curb yet, you MUST.  I am thrilled to introduce you to such a creative and talented soul. I went to see the movie “Moms...

How do you view the world?  How do you see others?  I believe we all have our own unique windows…  and the frame is formed through each experience and encounter we have with one another.  Some are battered and broken, some sealed with strength and might, other’s have transformed through time and wisdom and healing, while more are still being taken apart and mended back together once again to change their view.  My window? It hasn’t changed.  Yes, it has been broken and battered, shaken and cracked, tainted and...

Today I am having one of my favorite writers here to share her beautiful and always so powerful message.  Tricia’s posts will find their way into your heart as she has a gift of painting pictures of parenting with gorgeous words and themes.  If you haven’t yet read Tricia’s blog, you simply must.  She is a constant source of inspiration.  Her perspective will always touch a part of you~promise!  Have I ever steered you wrong?  I know a good heart when I see one, and having a good writer with a good heart?  Perfectly...

As of this moment, I am currently in Texas visiting my sister and celebrating her five year survivor-ship of Breast Cancer.  She was diagnosed five years ago, May 29th 2009.  Soon after, she discovered she had the BRCA1 mutation and urged us three sisters to get tested.  I was the first to go, and I too had the mutation.  Out of four of us girls, three of us had the BRCA1 mutation.  Three of us girls ended up having double mastectomies, reconstruction, and full hysterectomies.  One sweet sister was saved from this mess. I have always...

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