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I Can’t Do This {Guest Posting at The Better Mom}

When the heaviness and reality of motherhood – and my failure at it – hit me once again and sleepĀ eludedĀ me I realized that I can’t do this. And that’s when I had a choice to make: do I accept the Grace offered so freely to me on a daily (sometimes minutely) basis or do I reject it and continue to strive and push and fight? I’d love for you to join me over at The Better Mom today to...

Weak With Laughing

I absolutely love the Irish language. She’s beautiful, haunting, full of blessings (and curses), and chalk full of crazy-ape rules. Crazy-ape exceptions to the rules are what’s really maddening. After spending a total of nearly five years learning this language I can say that she has found her way into my heart, and become a part of me in a way I can’t fathom any other language doing. I love the...

First Name Basis (Or, Culture Shock 3 Years On)

Padraig. Maire. Mairead. Sinead. Siobhan. Luisne. Nora. Deborah. Tony. Traolach. Donal. These are just a few of the names of folks we know around here. I’ve noticed since we’ve been here people always greet me using my first name. This has both made me smile, and unnerved me. It made me smile because I felt special; the fact that they remembered who I was. Unnerved me because chances were I...

Grace Is…

I sit at your feet pouring my heart out. I’ve given up. Again. I’m starting over. Again. Grace is listening to me cry and hurt and moan. Grace is lifting my eyes to see You again. Grace is taking my hand in Your’s and taking the first step with me. Again. Grace is loving me the same today as You did yesterday. Good days, and bad. Grace is gently whispering the way to go. Left. Right. Forward. And...

The Dot On the Horizon {Five Minute Friday}

I was at a loss for what to write today. And then I saw what Lisa Jo and the followers of her Facebook page landed on for the 5 Minute Friday prompt. And I knew I had to write. Perspective start I see it there…that dot on the horizon. That thing that I’m hoping for. Praying for. I would be so much better there. I could grow. Learn. That dot on the horizon, so close yet so far away. The road is both long...

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