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5 Battle Tools to Help in Hard Moments – {Guest Post & GIVEAWAY!}

If you’ve been around my little corner of the Interwebz for the last few years, first of all— thank you! Secondly, you know my family has been through the ringer. A few times. I’m currently on my fourth job in as many years, we’ve lived in two foreign countries and learned as many languages, I’ve been diagnosed with Hashimoto’s, and I‘ve written recently about my struggles to...

When Motherhood Doesn’t Make Sense

It’s a very interesting thing, Motherhood. It’s the ultimate battle of wills between selfishness and selflessness. I remember the first time I every truly pondered this struggle over several nights as I, nursing my own cold, had been nursing my then youngest as she dealt with her own ear infection—up all night crying, unconsolable, not wanting to be with anyone but Mommy. Yes, it’s an odd place to...

The Miracle of Grown-Up Friendship

Friendship. That word has been rolling around in my mind for months now. Who is your best friend? Hopefully, someone (or a few someones) immediately popped into your mind, along with flashes of all the amazing memories you’ve made together. However, if you’re over the age of 30, I’d venture to guess you had to think for a minute. Maybe you’re still thinking. Granted, I believe friendship...

Pregnant With Hope

Pregnancy, by and large, is a phenomenon that happens to a woman. The moment of conception, gender, hair color, and even moment of birth are completely out of the mother’s control. The mother who is expecting a child wields very little – if any – control over the pregnancy, yet a tremendous amount of influence over it. The choices she makes in a myriad of little things yield drastic differences....

What Little League Taught Me About Faith

A soft breeze, warm with the heat of an Arizona October, brushes my face. The scent of stale popcorn, bubble gum, and dust hangs in the air. I squint against the bright sunlight and scan the field. Ah! There he is. My 6-year-old-the-size-of-a-9-year-old has assumed the ready position way out in left field. Again. Never mind the pitcher hasn’t even made it to the mound yet, and that this is his third time in...

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