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Every year on the blog I love to do an end of the year wrap-up for
I’ll put this out there from the start: not everyone was happy when...
I began watching NBC's This is Us the very first night it premiered. It stole my heart immediately. From the loving portrayal of...
I feel like I am finally ready to tell you the story of our...
I've spent a lot of time lately talking about friendship with those to whom I'm...
I've never been one to pay much attention to negativity. If there's one place it seems to run rampant it's the Internet. The World Wide Web has become the place where...
I didn’t figure out what he meant that day, but it all came together the following week when we were in the car once again driving home.
One evening my husband and I were watching the show King of Queens. My husband grew up in New York so he could relate to many of the themes that ran through the show about living life back East.
"Mommy, I miss Daddy. Will he ever come back again?" This very question was asked by my two year old last week as I gently rocked him to sleep.
I cried like a big fat baby this weekend. The ugly cry. The one where you use tissues like they are going out of style and your eyes become puffy, squinty mess.
Last week I went to the movies for the first time in three years. It's not just that I don't get out much these days, which is totally true, but I've never been big into movies.
I'm so glad at the start of a journey there's not someone there to tell you exactly what's in store and just how difficult it will be. It's been 13 months since I last saw my favorite person.
I have a sign that hangs right outside my bedroom.It's the first thing I see every morning. It's the last thing I see every evening.
A day. 24 hours. 1,440 minutes. 86,400 seconds. The clock ticks them down one by one. Sometimes slowly. Sometimes quickly. We all have sad days. We all have happy days.
I came to a fork in the road on July 24th, 2013. But first we must talk about the day before. July 23rd. July 23rd 2013 was the worst day of my life.
The crowed roared in approval as her name was called. She made her way to the front slowly, as if fully savoring each step.
Let's talk about grief. Even though it's something I am walking through daily I've chosen not to talk about it daily.
What happens when you don't receive the answer you wanted to a prayer? I've been thinking...
To be in a place of pain can be one of the biggest blessings of your life. No, you did not hear me wrong. I will say it again.
"You....complete me." Jerry Maguire There is something going on in our world that I never noticed when I was married. What I am speaking of is couplehood.
Before I start today's post I would like to preface it by saying why I write this online diary of sorts. Well, there's two reasons for that.
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