I don’t know about you, but I’ve been using the Marco Polo and Voxer apps an awful lot since we all became quarantined in March. It’s been the ultimate way to communicate to out of town friends and family as we all navigate this chaotic pandemic. I won’t lie; it can be a little overwhelming… Continue reading When Anxiety Won’t Leave
Usually, I love New Year’s. I love the new calendar, the planning, the goal-setting, and the feel of a fresh start. I love re-committing to everything and thinking about how amazing it will feel when I finally do all the big things this year I ever wanted to do: write my book! Run a marathon!… Continue reading A Different Kind of New Year’s Resolution
Writing has been tougher than it used to be. The world’s been in a sad way. The news makes my heart ache. Give me all those babies without mamas! Give me a bunker underground where I can just hide from all the scary stuff! Give me earplugs so I don’t have to hear from all… Continue reading Bad News, Good God
It had been a long day. The dog days of summer had arrived and the heaviness of the heat seemed to stifle even in the house where the air was conditioned. We had finally adjusted to being together all day every day, me and the kiddos, but I still fell into bed exhausted each night… Continue reading Tucked In: Present Storms & a Future Hope
I had a day last week where motherhood broke me. My daughter’s attitude, my son’s constant disobeying, my lack of confidence in my parenting abilities, and my lack of sleep caught up to me. It was the witching hour: 4 p.m. My daughter was home from school and tired. My son was begging me for… Continue reading Laundry and Lamenting: A Response to Charlottesville
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