A few weeks ago, I was making my bed and realized how much work I would have to do around the house if I did everything for everyone. Imagine if I cleaned every toilet, made every bed, washed every piece of clothing, and cleaned every dish. Because I work full-time...read more
If you’ve been around social media lately, you’ve probably seen people posting about their bullet journal. Some are pictures of beautifully scripted quotes and elaborate calendar arrangments. You are probably wondering what a bullet journal even is or how to start a bullet journal. So what IS it?read more
Guilt infiltrated my thinking today. I felt guilty for working. I felt guilty for not doing ALL THE THINGS our Instagram feeds tell us other “good moms” are doing. I set aside the standards of our house in exchange for approval . . . from a 5-year-old and 7-year-old, and from the non-existent observers that judge me as a “good mom” or “bad mom” based on what I do.read more
As a lifelong avoider of conflict at all costs, the stress level in me instantly began to rise. It was clear there was a misunderstanding, and I went out of my comfort zone to apologize to the angry woman and explain that the woman behind me had just moved out of line in order to let me back in.read more
Next January, I get to participate in the annual March for Life for the first time ever. As an evangelical Christian who believes that all people are made in the image of God, I am definitely pro-life. This will be a unique experience for me because I've never done...read more
As I began reflecting on why I’m sentimental about my son’s 5th birthday, I noticed some things in our house. Or rather, I noticed some things missing from our house that had at one time seemed so permanent.read more
I almost cried at the polling station today with my three children standing near me.
All around me stood people who were most likely voting differently from each other.
There were elderly citizens using walkers to get to the voting booth. A high school student in front of me was voting for the very first time. I wasn’t the only mom with kids taking it all in through their small eyes.
Last summer, I came home one day to my husband telling me about a show he'd caught on PBS. It was a BBC drama cabout a British captain who returned from the American Revolution to find his father dead, the love of his life engaged to his cousin, and his estate in...read more
We spent a year in counseling and lived to tell about it. It was one of the hardest things that we’ve done. It really was the worst, on so many levels. But it ended up being the best thing we could have ever done.read more
It’s not my responsibility to worry about what you are going with your kids each day from 8am-3:pm. It’s not my responsibility to determine whether your child should be pulled out of public school and homeschool for a year because he’s behind. That’s your dealread more