I was watching. You didn’t know it. I didn’t always tell you. In fact, I sometimes complained to you. I often resisted you. There were times I hid my feelings … but I was watching you. I saw you you get up early every morning to go to work. I noticed that you stayed up […]
Dear Graduate, You made it through school and childhood. I’m so proud of you. I’m sure you are feeling on top of the world. You’ve been dotted on, applauded to and celebrated over the last several weeks and the in the craziness of it all, you’ve masked the fact that deep down inside, you’re a […]
Dear Daughter, It’s Mother’s Day, but all I can think about is you. As I brush your hair, staring at the delicate curls falling gently on your young shoulders, I can’t help but think about the many exciting, confusing and wonderful days ahead of you. And there is something I want you to know… Your […]
When you can’t do it all. Sister, stop thinking you can. None of us can. It’s called being human. Humanity is beautiful, adaptable, and redeemable. But not perfect. At least not this side of heaven. Only God can do it all, and we have to stop trying to be Him. It’s not our job description. […]
I slowly cut open a box that UPS had delivered last week on a cold, wet March morning. I couldn’t remember what I had ordered because, lets face it, most of my life arrives by prime. To my surprise, I opened the box and pulled out a carton of plastic eggs. I know that probably […]
To wake up every morning, determined to struggle well. Not to be the perfect mom, not to compare or compete with other moms, but to be the unique mom God intended for my unique child. To make every effort to be present and disconnect, discovering peace in the tension of rest and effort, healthy rhythms […]
Take me back. Just for a day. I want to see those blonde curls bouncing across her chubby little cheek. I want to see that popsicle stained mouth and wash those sticky hands again. I want to hear her giggle as I push her for the hundredth time on that squeaky swing in the park […]
Motherhood is hard. We are often overwhelmed, exhausted and weary in the work. In this stage of life we feel guilty. It’s a season to embrace imperfection. It’s a great season.