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The Mess Means People Live Here

I’m surrounded by evidence that I have four children. In my house. My car. My garage. Even on my stained clothes. Depending on the day, my inner pendulum swings between embracing the mess and resenting every crumb-maker in my family. read more

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Noticing the Man In Front of Me

In between emails I glanced up from my screen and caught sight of my husband in full conversation on the phone across the table from me. His halfsie reading glasses on, gray around the temples. An aged version of the young man I fell in love with nearly twenty years ago. read more

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Believing the Best in Someone

We live life as imperfect women, bumping up against other imperfect people. This relationship stuff is rarely neat and tidy. The world is a rough place and when possible we need to cut each other a break, to believe the best in each other and for each other. read more

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Maintaining Family Bonds That Span the Distance

There is a special kind of heartache when the people closest to your heart are not actually near you. But distance doesn’t mean we have to be isolated from our extended families. Here, some intentional ways to stay close even if there is a state line or international border that separates you. read more

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When You Don’t Feel Like Celebrating Lavishly

It comes around once a year. This season of overscheduling, overspending, overwhelming expectations. It’s called Christmas. And oh-my-word have I had years when I haven’t wanted to push through. When I’ve braced myself to survive instead of relished in the lovely the season has to offer. read more