Broken homes suck in every season, no doubt… But they suck a little extra during the littles sports seasons. My most difficult season was always baseball. Baseball practice, baseball games, baseball fields were all where I had to face the brokenness when it was freshest. The majority of the time I would sit as far … More Baseball and Broken Homes
It had been a long day of appointments, chores, play dates, home cooked meals, and constant entertainment. I started my morning off by rolling out of bed at 7:30AM and lathered my hair in dry shampoo so we could rush off to the first appointment of the day. Not exactly how I would have envisioned … More Dear Mama, that hot bath can wait.
I keep it no secret that I have hit the husband jackpot. I am one hundred percent certain when God was handcrafting each of us he had the other in mind. He is strong and masculine. He can fix basically anything, but don’t tell him I said so. He is smart, wise, and always has … More I Don’t Need My Husband
To the woman who asked me why without compassion in your eyes, I’ll bet you don’t remember me. Oh but I remember you. The disgusted look on your face still stings when I picture it today. You were right about one thing, I was just a kid. I walked into that clinic barely 20 years … More To the Woman Who Asked Me Why
I am strong because you lifted me up when I was weak. I can survive because I saw you do it. I am independent because you showed me how to be alone. I am dedicated because you worked your fingers to the bone. I am driven because you told me I could do anything. I … More Because of You
Just write. Two simple words of profound wisdom spewed from my seven-year-olds lips. We were riding down the road on a warm fall afternoon with the entire family in the car. I was going on and on to my husband about how stressed I was. You see I was lost, not literally, although that is … More Just Write