Family
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Shame to Peace
“And yes—there was shame. Not because I had done something wrong, but because society teaches women to internalize endings as personal failures.” Continue reading
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Too Much Quiet
“I reminded myself that this ache is really just love with nowhere to go in that moment. That in a few days it will sound different. That the voices, the mess, the warmth will all come back.” Continue reading
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Nothing but Gratitude
“When I look back, it’s a blur of busy calendars, muddy shoes, little boy laughter, wedding planning chaos, and freezer-filling Alaska days. But woven through all of it was this steady feeling of thankfulness.” Continue reading
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Raising Little Giants
Let’s not sugarcoat it: raising little kids is hard. Beautiful, yes. Meaningful, absolutely. But also really, really hard. Some mornings, it feels like I’m running a marathon before I’ve had a full cup of coffee. And yet, even in the… Continue reading
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rich in love, laughter, and family
As a mother, there are days when I feel like I’m barely holding it all together. But when I take a step back, I’m overwhelmed not by the chaos, but by the gratitude I feel for the village that surrounds… Continue reading
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magic, mayhem, & meaning
There’s a mom I know—I’m sure you know one like her too. Her house is tidy, her fridge is organized, and her kids always seem to have perfectly coordinated outfits. She’s calm, structured, and somehow remembers to pack snacks that… Continue reading
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cold coffee, a lot of rain, and then some more rain
Let me set a common scene for you: It’s 7:46 a.m. I’m wearing one sock, a Carhartt hoodie that I did a sniff test on to make sure it was clean *enough*, and I’m trying to convince a tiny human… Continue reading
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goodnight prayers from a little leader
Tonight, something tiny—but very meaningful—happened. Ten minutes after I had tucked my 4 year old into bed, turned off the lights, and finally settled into bed myself, I heard his sweet voice: “Mommy, we need to say our prayers to… Continue reading
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presence, honesty, & effort
There are days in motherhood when I feel like I’ve fallen short. Maybe I lost my patience. I forgot an appointment. I let the laundry pile up and used too much screen time. The guilt creeps in quietly, whispering that… Continue reading
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