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Being Brave when My Girls are Watching

The stroller wheel hit a bump and stopped, but I was still moving forward. The stroller came tumbling down, and I catapulted over it. I felt each part of my body hit the concrete. My shins. Knees. Wrist. I was humiliated. read more

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Courage to Fall Apart

And so it began. Each sweet mother-daughter moment a reminder of one missed in my own story that can never be recovered. Facing the buried hurts and fears my own “little girl” heart had covered up has been one of the hardest things I’ve done in my life. read more

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Courage to Own the Whole Story

I was too tired and dazed to even think something bad may have happened. As I ushered him in and sat him down, he proceeded to explain something terrible had happened, and my mother had sent him to share the news. My father was dead. read more

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Bravely Stepping Down

The calendar and my sanity were colliding. I couldn’t live on five hours of sleep endlessly. Something had to go. read more

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What is Bravery?

I never really considered myself 'the brave one'. Loud, sure. Spontaneous, at times. Joyful, usually. But brave—not so much. Then I asked myself a hard question - the kind that sticks in your throat even when you say it in your head. read more