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Shame, Guilt, and The Question of “Normal”

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I scan the playground looking for my son. He spots me first, and runs over with a huge grin on his face. Suddenly ALL...

Mamas, Our Words Have Power

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Growing up I had dreams of being a pediatrician. I was fascinated by the body and science and loved the idea of helping kids....

Life with a Schizophrenic Brother

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He grew up in a loving home. Adorable. Popular. Smart. Loving and affectionate. One of his God-given talents was athleticism. Fast, talented, and passionate....

Know Your Worth at Work

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“Sometimes the strength within you is not a big fiery flame for all to see, it is just a tiny spark that whispers ever...

Finding Self-Worth After My Husband’s Emotional Affair

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I’m up at 4:22 am making banana bread. Not because I want to, but because I can’t shut my mind off long enough to...

What Will They Think? One Woman’s Story of Pleasing Others

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“What will they think?” That’s what my parents would say to me growing up. They being family, friends, acquaintances, including strangers. I grew up being...

We Openly Talk About Divorce

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“If we divorce, I know you will still come to change my light bulbs and fix the toilet (me smiling a toothy grin).” “Yes, I...

Hey Siri, Find My Sex Drive

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I once heard someone say “thank your dad that you were born because most likely your mom was not in the mood.” I chuckle every...

How You Spend Your Days Is How You Spend Your Life

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“How we spend our days is of course how we spend our lives,” This Annie Dillard quote haunts me. I got a notification on...

Married To His Cell Phone: One Woman’s Perspective

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Disclaimer: This is not a “spouse bashing post” by any means. This is simply one perspective from a wife/mother who feels like the cell...

To My Toxic Mother-In-Law

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To My Toxic Mother-In-Law, We don’t like each other and it’s exhausting to pretend like we do. I look at you and am amazed that...

Moms, Can We Please Talk About MLMs?

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Before I get into this, my intent is to be informative and not hurtful or offensive. As moms, we all want what’s best for...

Blinded by Love

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Growing up I was the quintessential girly girl. I loved playing dolls and dress-up, which fed into reading every Teen Girl magazine I could...

Mothers, Daughters, and Toxic Diet Culture

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I watched my mom diet most of her life. She did the two shakes a day, the grapefruit diet, and some weird cabbage soup...