I was working in our study one early January morning, gazing out the window and noting our lack of snow. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticing a young woman sprinting across the front lawn. Our house is set far back and not super easy to get to; unexpected visits aren’t something that…
“in pieces:” loving your body after loss
This is a hard season for self-love. Images of perceived perfection dance slightly out of reach as companies work to profit off our self-doubts. Nothing about our physical bodies drastically changes as December flips to January; yet as the year turns over, we are suddenly in drastic need of fixing. Whether it be an early…
the thing i should not say
Potty words. Every preschooler knows them; these are the words we can only say in the bathroom. And without trying too hard, I can think of a few extra-bad potty words. Ones that I can’t say here, or in front of my kids, and I try not to say ever. Most have 4 letters exactly….
“in pieces:” for the mama who lost her baby
I am excited to introduce a new blog series for this coming year. One morning this December, the Christmas we lost Darla was replaying in my mind. I was re-experiencing the pain, remembering how I felt so isolated in my brokenness. All at once, it became clear what I needed to write next; “Christmas in…
i’m thankful for you
One chaotic Saturday, amidst lunchtime cartoons with macaroni and cheese, my toddler was soggy and drowsy from swim class. I, on the other hand, was bustling around at a breakneck pace, preparing for a party we were hosting later in the evening. You can never have enough food; that is, until you are the one…
Christmas in pieces: to the mama who lost her baby
Christmas of 2013 was a season that shaped me forever. As the lights were beginning to twinkle, the cards being written, and the trees cut, we lost our first daughter. As quickly as she entered the world, she left. I was reduced to ashes, small little pieces of a broken mama, unsure where to start….
