We were halfway through winter when the walls started closing in like we were stuck in a bad dream. After months of temperatures so cold we couldn’t endure more than five minutes outside, and even more months of colds and …
On Telling the Stories We’re Too Afraid to Share (And How It Can Deepen Friendships- and Hope)
We met in church nursery – or at least that’s where we reconnected after a nearly two-decade hiatus. Eliza* and I had known each other as acquaintances in childhood, but when our family moved back to my hometown when I …
Medicine For a Mom’s Soul
There is a voice that inhabits every mother’s head. It is a voice of shame and doubt, and it points a finger inward, berating us for all our shortcomings. Today you slacked off, it whispers. Today you made mistakes. Today you were …
When Talking About Porn Might Cost You Everything
This is the second in a series of posts about journeying through a husband’s addiction to porn. “I think my husband is watching porn and I’m scared to bring it up because I might lose it all.” I never …
That Darn Play-Doh
At some point when I wasn’t paying attention, Play-Doh enlisted The Joker and James Bond to train my children how to play with it. They all worked together, compiling their maniacal-evil-genius and their handsome-devil-spy-intelligence, along with my household schematics, and …
Embracing Rest in the Everyday
I am a body in motion. Tonight, while cleaning up after dinner, I scolded my 2-year-old for pushing the kitchen chairs around. She lined them all up and said, “I’m taking away all the chairs. You can’t have any chairs, …
How to Be Vulnerable
“Can I cry?” The deluge of tears and snot began, of course, before this terse sentence had even left my lips. I was mired in a season of life where I felt like nothing but one huge, raw, exposed nerve, …