Good Advice, Bad Counsel

Good Advice, Bad Counsel

Her words stung. No, they cut. The cut was deep, probably because the part of my heart she tore at was already raw. I was about 6 weeks postpartum with my first child. My mommy-heart was breaking at the thought of going back to work and missing a single moment with my...
Redeeming Regret

Redeeming Regret

I regretted the words as soon as they were out of my mouth. Okay, maybe not the words as much as the tone of my voice… if Drill Sargent is a tone….If you had been there you would have seen the two boys sitting on the other boy in the playground area...
Left Out: The Post that Wrecked Me

Left Out: The Post that Wrecked Me

When I saw the post, my face fell. My husband, seeing my expression, immediately thought something bad had happened.“What’s wrong?”“Nothing.” I crammed the phone in my pocket. I needed to load the kids in the car and get them to my brother’s house to eat lunch. I’d...