Each year I try to blog on an aspect of motherhood that isn’t a traditional Mother’s Day message. Although I’ve lost a lot of content and could revisit these, I’ve blogged on single moms and women with infertility who struggle so much on Mother’s Day. Today I want to hold the hands and hug the children who don’t have good images when it comes to Mother’s Day because whether literally [...]
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I thought I had a good grasp on compassion and understanding toward families with special need situations. Then we encountered seasons with our youngest where she was quite ill or not meeting developmental goals, and we entered the outer skirts as a family with unique needs. We still don’t have the minute to minute, day to day circumstances that many families do, and how I wish they received more cards [...]
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This is the day where I share my own amateur nature picture with a thought or two on God’s love. The day started with high hopes. Busy day. Within 40 minutes, nothing was going the way it was supposed to. I assigned blame and stewed in frustration most of the day. When it came time to attend a woman’s event where God was the [...]
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This is the day where I share my own amateur nature picture with a thought or two on God’s love. The day started with high hopes. Busy day. Within 40 minutes, nothing was going the way it was supposed to. I assigned blame and stewed in frustration most of the day. When it came time to attend a woman’s event where God was the [...]
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To say I had a low self-esteem as a young adult would be an understatement. I didn’t feel worthy of love for a few reasons, and would complain when I observed what I thought were high-maintenance girlfriends demanding flowers and chocolates from my friends, their boyfriends. I thought so little of myself I remember uttering that “if he wasn’t hitting me, that would be gift enough for Valentine’s Day.” When [...]
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This is the day where I share my own amateur nature picture with a thought or two on God’s love. The day started with high hopes. Busy day. Within 40 minutes, nothing was going the way it was supposed to. I assigned blame and stewed in frustration most of the day. When it came time to attend a woman’s event where God was the [...]
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