Mother’s Day can be the hardest day of the year if you’ve dealt with miscarriage or struggle with infertility. But no matter what, God knows exactly what you’re going through. He knows your pain and He feels your loss and He cares deeply about the child you never held.
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The Journey of Catch and Release
It’s a push me/pull you, this mothering thing. Holding tight and at the same time, letting go. It’s a long, long journey of catch and release. We have these tiny, soft, helpless babies, and we vow to hold them close, keep them safe, and never let the world and all it’s fear and worry and …
Baby Update & Memorial Day Recipes!
It’s been awhile since I’ve posted and I’ll share more about why in a future post. If you’re a new subscriber and found me through one of my many recipes, just know that I do post lots of recipes and will continue to but I also love to blog about faith and family and the …
Motherhood: The After Party
The invitation arrives when you least expect it, folded neatly like fresh towels still warm from the dryer and it wraps, unexpectedly, around your heart. The invitation reads something like this: Dear Mom: You are cordially invited to a party. An After Party. Your children are growing up. They’re heading out of the nest soon and all …
Sixty Things I’ve Learned in Sixty Years
I just turned sixty. I can’t even believe I said that out loud! I mean, come on, sixty??? How on earth did that happen??
Honestly, in the months preceding my birthday, I tried to avoid even thinking about it. But my husband, God love him, would occasionally remind me with a little glint in his eye that at fifty-nine I was actually in my sixtieth year. Cute. Not. He’s sixty-two so he can get away with it 🙂
I don’t know why it bothered me so much. Turning forty was a big milestone and I think the realization hit home that I was nothing resembling a young person anymore. Turning fifty wasn’t so bad. I just slid right into that decade and didn’t think too much about it but sixty. Whoa….