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Archive for November, 2014
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Small things for which to be thankful
I have learned many lessons about being thankful throughout my lifetime and I know I’ve got a lot left to go. I’ve learned to be thankful when I didn’t feel like it. I’ve learned to be thankful when times are …
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The light in my kitchen
I have a light over my kitchen sink. It’s a long fluorescent bulb and since we bought our house 10 years ago, we have never once changed the bulb. We have changed every other light bulb multiple times in a …
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WC Book Club: Nov. 2014
I told you a few months ago about how I’m doing my best to hang on to pieces of me where I can because I realized how fleeting and short my days of hard core motherhood are. Part of that …
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You are not forgotten
Today (Sunday) had a rocky start, but it ended up transforming my worldview just when I needed it most. God likes to do that, I’ve found. And He doesn’t disappoint.
It was a bit like wrangling greased pigs to get …
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The tediousness of motherhood
Sometimes life is tedious. Sometimes motherhood is tedious. I can’t tell you how many times I wash the same dishes, fold the same clothes, put away the same toys, do the same bedtime rituals, prepare the same snacks and read …