Dear Overwhelmed Mama, It’s not about perfection; it’s about love.

I feel overwhelmed some days. It’s the kind of overwhelmed that has me looking around the room wondering where to even start. It’s the kind of overwhelmed that makes the tears sting my eyes because it seems as though the harder I try the further behind I get. That kind of overwhelmed. Sometimes I struggle …

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Keep It In The Road

“Alright Sister…we’ll talk soon, but until then, keep it in the road.  Love ya,” he said.  “I will…love you too,” I replied, pushing the end button, and flipping the phone closed.  My headlights shone brightly ahead, pressing the darkness back, as I rounded the last curve before home.  I pulled into the driveway and walked …

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Immanuel Is Enough

A letter from my heart to yours on this Christmas Eve. I don’t know where you find yourself today. Maybe this is the year you celebrate new life. There are tiny boxes full of tiny onesies underneath the tree, and though you’re sleep deprived, your heart is as full as it’s ever been. Perhaps this …

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Dear Younger Me:

It’s hard to believe that I’m sitting here staring 40 in the eye.  I never thought this day would arrive so soon, but here I am.  As I sit here contemplating this turn of another year, I’ve begun to wonder what I’d tell my younger self if I had the opportunity.  Here are a few …

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When Holidays Are Hard

My boots echoed on the Target floor, a steady tapping with each step.  I remember thinking to myself, as long as I can hear that tap, at least I know I’m still moving forward. It was Christmas, and the months leading up to this season had been filled with unexpected sorrow, grief, and turmoil.  I …

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Junk In The Closet

See this picture?  This is real.  This is honest.  This is real honest! And I’ll be even more honest…it’s a bit too real for me.  I don’t want to share this because I want you to believe that my home is beautiful and spotless at any given moment.  When you walk inside, I want my …

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