If you were to come over to my house right now, I would first hug your neck and then usher you all the way back to the couch- the white one because I like bright and airy things, but I’m no fool, we had that thing stain-treated before bringing it into a home full of children. We would cozy up on … [Read more...] about The Sacred Work of Not Giving Up
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This is the kind of love that will heal a broken heart
Were you to ask how I’ve been doing, I’d probably say fine. Because really, we’re fine, it’s been fine. Hasn’t it all been fine? And then it’s entirely obvious we’re not fine at all. I wouldn’t say I’ve been completely aware of all of the things building into this crescendo, because so much of … [Read more...] about This is the kind of love that will heal a broken heart
Is what we’ve been given really good enough? Thoughts on a woman’s body
I was riding in the back seat of a friend’s station wagon in the fourth grade the first time I thought that my body wasn’t good enough. We were on our way home from soccer practice, side by side eating oranges and drinking capri suns and I looked down and I noticed that my thighs were wider than … [Read more...] about Is what we’ve been given really good enough? Thoughts on a woman’s body
pictures of a marriage that stayed
{Is divorce everywhere for you? Sometimes it feels like it is for me. Why is that? I feel like so often, we are presented with images of either the picture perfect magazine cover marriages or those that end in failure. It’s never as simple as that though. Just look at us.} // Lane calls me … [Read more...] about pictures of a marriage that stayed
in which I paint an honest picture of what it’s like to be a military wife
We’re driving in the car, running errands, spending our Saturday trying to distract our minds and fill the time when I hear her say from the back of the van, with a little bit of a sigh in her voice: “Mama?” “Yes, baby?” “I forget what he looks like.” “Who?” “Daddy. I can’t remember the … [Read more...] about in which I paint an honest picture of what it’s like to be a military wife
the real, married version of valentine’s day
Hey husband. I finished our carton of ice cream last night while watching the Gilmore Girls. I feel like you should know that. I sat on the couch, the carton and spoon in hand, and finished the whole darn thing without even thinking twice. Then, without even straining my neck, I looked around … [Read more...] about the real, married version of valentine’s day