Why I Remember, Even When It’s Hard

I remember him with impossibly long legs. He could be 4 times the age of anyone in the crowd and…

It’s Your Choice

Yours are the hands wiping poo and spitup, drool and vomit, and tears. Yours are the hands loading and unloading…

Round eyes, chubby cheeks, and a cowlick at the back of her head, she purses her lips in concentration. Across…

Today I will live in the moment. I will sit and play airplanes with my little boy, “zooming” them off…

Dear Ones, I am the young mom in the pew. I’m sure you can hear us – me and my…

Thank you for taking the time to read my blog. I am a Christian wife, mom, and blogger. I love…