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When Grace Falls Like Snow

She notices the leafless limbs on our drive to preschool. “Mommy, what happen to their golden gowns?” The twinge of  alarm in her voice interrupts the grocery list I’m scripting in my head.  “Whose gowns?” I ask, trying to shift my focus from frozen peas to the four-year-old in the seat behind me.  “The trees. […]

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When You Wish Your Princess Were A Servant…

We were sitting on a park bench on the edge of the town square last week when an elderly woman sat down beside Maggie and me.  My littlest girl munched donut holes while I made small talk with our sweet park companion. We chatted about the weather and the golden glory of Autumn. And we both […]

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Princess Panties and Superhero Briefs: When Hope is Buried in the Laundry Pile

I am folding underwear at eleven o’clock when he finally walks through the door in his blue scrubs.    The black rings that bridge the gap between his cheek bones and his blood-shot eyes testify to the nineteen hour work day he’s just finished.    But the sparkle in his weary smile is one I’ve come […]

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Five-Minute Friday: Finding Wonder in the Mudpuddle

I’m lying beside him in the top bunk, scratching his bony back and chatting about the summer we’ve shared. In mere days, he’ll hop on that big yellow school bus and head to first grade. But his mama needs closure as we flip the calendar page, confirmation that his brief season at home has been […]

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On Red Sparkly Shoes and Beautiful Feet

She will only wear shoes if they sparkle.  No glitter? No girl.  Her all time favorites are the red ones.  When we speak of common sense things like rain boots and tennis shoes, she turns her head and says, “No, thanks. I’d rather have sparkly feet.”  This used to drive me crazy. Me, the mom […]

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The Inspire Series: Dream Girl

 I remember sitting on a baby-bear chair in the back of the first grade classroom.  Me.  And twenty other moms wiping sweat beads off of our foreheads on a sultry May day near the school year’s end.  The kids were lined up in a perfect row in front of the whiteboard at the classroom’s head. Each child […]

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How Motherhood Changes our Eyes

I barely recognize the woman staring back at me in the bathroom mirror at five A.M. Her eyes are red, rimmed by deep dark circles, and she looks like she hasn’t slept for years. This is the me without thick drops of concealer to hide my exhaustion, the me without foundation or powder or a […]

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Redemption Song (Why the World Needs your Story, even that Messy One!)

  Everyone needs a friend who can spy beauty in bedlam; a friend who can extract something marvelous out of the mess. Everyone needs a friend who can lasso hope in the hurt and discover purpose in the pain. My dear friend Ashley Larkin is that kind of friend. She’s a woman who inspires me […]

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What A Mom Does in the Last Hour of the Last Day of Summer

On the last night of summer, I cried.  I waited until first-day-of-school clothes were chosen and laid out for morning, until backpacks were lined at the door and  starlit prayers murmured over nervous sleep-seekers. I waited until the teenager stopped checking Instagram and set his alarm clock with a moan, until the underwear was folded and the […]

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When You Wish Your Name Were Bluebell (Or How to Grow Into the Girl of Your Dreams!)

We’re standing in line at the Dollar Tree, Maggie wiggling impatient in her favorite purple tutu, when the elderly woman behind us bends low to look my jittery one in the eye.  “You’re as beautiful as your dancing dress,” the sweet grandma says. Maggie smiles a thank-you, and the woman continues to chat with my youngest as I dig […]

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