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‘My Mom Still Waves Goodbye to Me. She Still Makes Me Meals When I Visit. A Mom-Heart Doesn’t Change Just Because Her Kids Are...

"A mom-heart doesn’t change just because her kids are adults. And no one can ever take that spot in a child’s heart... grown or not. As I’ve gotten older, my mom still does the same motherly things she’s always done, now for me and my babies. She still stands outside, rain or shine, and waves goodbye as we leave."

15 Bible Verses About How to Love Others Well

We love because He first loved us. (1 John 4:19)

My Worst Nightmare—What If I Accidentally Raise the Bully?

I was raising my own worst nightmare. Smack dab in the middle of my brood of five kids, was a charismatic, sassy, leggy, blonde, dance-y, athletic girl oozing confidence...

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5 Ways to Know You’re a Good Spouse

"I didn’t know how to be a good spouse. I was selfish, demanding, ill-equipped, and brimming with unreasonable expectations."

10 Things You Should Be Doing for Your Husband

When your relationship with your husband is soaring and you want it to stay that way, ask yourself, “What can I do for him?” When your relationship is plummeting and you’re desperate for a foothold, ask yourself, “What can I do for him?”

3 Words That Will Change Your Marriage

If I’ve learned one rock-solid truth in twenty-six years of marriage to my husband, it's this.

‘I Got in My Car and Drove Away from My Family. I Wanted to Go Far Away, for Good. All Good Things Are Hard...

"I’m not sick. I’m not undergoing trauma. I’m not physically hurting, and so I suck it up because there are real people going through real things and I’m not supposed to be sad. I’m supposed to be okay."

“I Sat There Screaming. No Way This Could Be Real. My Mom Was Not Going to Be the ‘Miracle’”

"My dad wouldn’t tell me anything over the phone or by text and insisted he would meet me at home... There’s no way this was happening to me and my family. There is no way this could be real. Well, in fact it was real."

Why I Miss the Sleepless Nights

"When I was in the throws of it and literally bouncing back and forth, like a ping pong ball, between the doors in the hall, I could barely see the beauty. But oh how I tried."

I’m Raising Kids to Leave Me

"It is our job to walk beside or behind them in these struggles. It is not our job to go before them."

How the ‘Mommy Wars’ Gave Me Breastfeeding PTSD

I developed tons of guilt and shame surrounding my breastfeeding journey, leading me to term what I now call Breastfeeding PTSD. This is my story.