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I was sitting at the foot of the bed with my dear friend, filling our last priceless moments together as full as possible before she got in her car to drive home to another state after a precious four-day stay in my home. It was so endearing, so sweet that she felt right at home to … Continue reading
So I still sheepishly remember that Easter Sunday a few years ago. We had two sick little boys who had been throwing up and the house was trashed with contents of four Easter baskets strewn from one end to the other. Literally. The floor was covered in fake grass, toys and candy. One of our boys had … Continue reading
It took most of my marriage for me to understand that I was filtering my relationship with my husband through this lens. Because those sounds and sights were so deeply impactful, my brain interprets so many things as dangerous even when they are not. Continue reading
Expectations. That word has confused, justified, liberated and chained me over the years. It’s nearly destroyed me and my marriage. At the beginning, my expectations seemed quite endearing. There would be glorious breakfasts in bed. I would both serve and be served a perfect plate of hot scrambled eggs, chewy bacon, fluffy croissants and sweet, … Continue reading
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