Tag: love
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Commit Your Way
It’s typical morning. We are running around, trying to get everyone out the door for school. Kids, (in mismatched clothes) are scrambling for shoes, fighting over which ones to wear. Baby Girl’s crying and throwing a fit because she had to get her teeth brushed. Breakfast dishes are gathered around the sink, bits of food…
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Something’s Gotta Give: A Mom’s Struggle
It’s the age-old mom question: Can we have it all? This dream of having the family, the prefect job, the great house, the relaxing vacations, the life-enriching hobbies and extra-curriculars, and intimate and meaningful relationships with our spouse and kids seems doable, doesn’t it? Not to mention a clean house, home-cooked meals, and a super…
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We are Never Forsaken – A Good Friday Reminder
It’s been one of those weeks where I just wish I could crawl in bed and be left alone.You know what I’m talking about: the kind of days when it seems anything that could go wrong does. You’re exhausted and discouraged. You feel forsaken by your friends and family and pretty much every person you…
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Honoring Your Gift
I have a hard time shopping for presents for boys, and my second son’s 4th birthday was no exception. I thought and search and hunted, trying to find a gift that he’d enjoy, but that I could put up with. (No noise and flashing lights, please!) After what felt like years of searching for the…
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5 Ways to Learn to Love Yourself
The other day, my husband remarked that he noticed some back muscles on me. “Really?” I asked, all excited. “Take a picture!” He obliged, and I attempted my best effort at flexing. When he was done, I grabbed my phone to look. And was suddenly mortified. I’ve had three kids and worked very hard to…
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Run the Hills
Standing at the bottom of a beast, already out of breath and fatigued, I wonder why I choose to do this. As I wait for my heart to stop pounding, I stare at the top of the hill, which seems almost insurmountable as I watch my clock tick down the last few seconds of my…
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On Life, Lemons, and Lemonade
I’m always sad to say goodbye to summer. It’s my absolutely favorite season. I know everyone is in love with fall and that’s fine; I like fall too, but I love the heat and the long days and the cookouts and lemonade and shorts and bare feet. I like tan legs and warm evenings. I…
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What I Needed to Hear
“I think that we should make it our goal that you qualify for Boston in three years.” I almost cried. We were out for a walk with the kids. It was a gorgeous day: warm breeze, sun shining, and the delighted shouts of the kids in the background. The boys were riding their bikes, and…
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