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I sometimes feel dizzy, spinning around, filling buckets every moment of every day. Going into week eight of staying home

As a four-year-old in preschool, our third daughter, Bentley, already believed she could “pass” over the parts of life she

White is one of my favorite colors. I find it funny that I can love white so much, yet not

Bentley was in preschool, as a four-year-old, when the PE teacher led her class out to the turf to play

“Quit complaining!” I am curious to know how many times I’ve said those words throughout my eleven years of parenting.

We spend hours combing the shorelines searching for them. They come in different shapes, sizes and colors. We gather them

Our kids were in Vacation Bible School a few weeks ago, so I decided to enjoy a break from catching

I should have known better than choosing the black pants and white blouse. I should not have chosen to sit

A hero, by definition, is someone known for accomplishing a brave or noble act. “Heroes are born every day. Some

We were trading “you guys” for “y’all”. Mountains for beaches. Long winters for humid summers. Familiarity for the unknown. We

Venezuela. Czech Republic. Peru. Mexico. Canada. Japan. Several of the United States. And those are only the ones I’ve been

“I saw a spirit of heroism rise up from what appeared to be regular teenagers in the Columbine library, students

20 years. Crosses with pictures of those lost. Tears. I’ve lived with this ‘new normal’ longer than I lived with

I’m a gift-lover. I certainly never mind receiving one, but I find so much joy in carefully wrapping a thoughtfully

The timing of the hard questions never feels right; the ones about blindness or being different. While I strive to

Five years ago, I was on the hunt for a white farmhouse table to use as our everyday table in

I struggled to believe this day would finally arrive…Over My Shoulder is finally available! The past four and a half

Last night, I woke up at 2:00 a.m. to the sound of my cell phone alerting me of an email.

I was recently reminded by Facebook about a picture of our daughter, Logan, spending time in her ‘box’. The throwback

A couple of days ago, one of our daughter’s best friends noticed the scars on my shoulder and front of

Breakfast was on the table. Eggs, muffins and bananas. I had woken up early to go running while the kids

Life stories matter. They matter a lot. I’ve been privileged to the front row seat of many storytelling sessions. For

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