Tag: Hope
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The bathroom door.
They say the older we get the faster life moves. Of course, scientifically speaking, this is impossible. The speed of time is no more faster than it was two thousand years ago. There are 24 hours in a day, and a minute is still sixty seconds long. As far as I know, sixty seconds lasts……
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Can’t wait, Not yet.
I once heard it said that we raise our children up to actually send them out. The intention of raising kids is to someday let them go. All that time and effort and investment, all that love and devotion, all that protecting and hosting and raising them up here in our homes, is all just…
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A love letter to 2017.
Dear 2017, I pray this letter finds you well. Kinda. Sorta. Not really. You see, you have been a big skim-board to the shin. An unpleasant, unexpected, cringe-worthy sting to what was supposed to be a pleasant walk along the ocean. Sure, maybe a lot of it was my own doing. I wasn’t paying…
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A year of parenthood. A year of grace. Lots and lots of grace.
A year ago today, Brooks was twenty-eight days old. I was twenty-eight days into motherhood. Twenty-eight days into the biggest change of my life. Twenty-eight days into a life of unpredictability, heart-wrenching emotion and exuberant joy. Twenty-eight days. Brooks was so little. Everything was so new. I was so lost. Postpartum depression, sleep deprivation…
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Joy and Sorrow. Sorrow and Joy.
I was tossing and turning, staring at the clock wondering how much sleep I’d get if I fell asleep NOW. Or NOW. Okay, NOW. It was one of those nights… It was a Sunday evening and Adam and I just had the whole week off for a little “staycation.” We had a great week of…
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Whether you win or lose, you wine.
Almost an hour had passed and I managed three bites of food out of my son. I tried everything. Toys. Distractions. Puffs. Oh the puffs! Nothing was getting him to eat what I had prepared for him. He was fussy. I was fussy. The day needed to end. It was 7:30 in the morning. My…
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We totally failed, and it was the best.
There are two photos in our family room from a wonderful vacation we took in the Bahamas recently. You could say they are those perfect family photos, the ones you share on all of your social media accounts. The ones, you know, you put in cute frames and display proudly in your family room. They…
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It is well.
When you awoke this morning, eyes blurred and arms stretched out, was your first thought for the day, “it is well?” Sadly I’d say for many of us, it indeed was not. It is not well. I am not okay. This is not the way life was supposed to be. For many it’s just another…
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My pursuit of unhappiness.
It is now June. I haven’t posted on my blog since February. I guess I could come up with millions of excuses, but there’s really only one reason. My blog is titled Faithful Thoughts. But my thoughts have been hardly faithful over the last few months as I struggle with doubt, trust, faith, and even belief in…
real space. 