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honestly

The Day I Packed My Bags and Ran

I packed my bags and ran out of my apartment crying and desperate. I had no idea where I was going. What would I do, leave my family forever? I wanted to, but inside I heard the voice of guilt say I would regret such a decision. read more

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5 Ways to Fall Back in Love with Your Husband

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Some women enter motherhood with a solid foundation,a clear plan for raising their families. Then there are those women who pull into the hospital labor room with a U-Haul full of emotional baggage that has to be sorted with the diapers and bottles. I’m a card-carrying member of the latter group. read more

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In Which I Am Learning to Live with the Ache

Our old baby crib is now sitting in pieces in the garage. . It’s in rough shape after nearly eight years and three big babies-to-toddlers in quick succession. There are a lot of sacred memories hidden in that dismantled old crib. The day we took it apart, I cried over that junky old crib. read more