Dear Me, We have a few things to discuss.  I’m not sure if this letter finds you at 14, or 24, or 34… It matters not.  What I have to say to you is the same regardless.  I could start if off with some niceities about not worrying[…]

I’m not proud of it, but last week, I had the realization that I have a God-complex. Last Thursday, my husband and I were baking for an event we were having at church.  The music was blaring through the house, and somewhere in the midst of that I[…]

Frantically, I dig through my purse looking for lunch money I had forgotten to give. Impatiently I fuss,”Who put all of this in here?”  “Why can’t you remind me sooner? “ “I’m sick of this! I can’t do this! You’ll just have to go without,” as the contents[…]

As a counselor, I often work with people who are fearful. Anxiety is prevalent in our culture.We live in difficult and scary times. Mass shootings, cancer in everyone from children to adults, crime. Even in our day-to-day lives, we struggle with fear. Fear of rejection, fear of financial[…]

Hi all, amidst this crazy book launch for Helicopter Mom, this particular book by Jen Weaver called A Wife’s Secret to Happiness had been coming across multiple paths of mine on multiple occasions. I had passed by it with little thought until a fellow LIT sister posted a[…]

At the beginning of the year, on the morning of my birthday, I woke up thinking that I wanted/needed a scripture verse for the year. I read the verse of the day on my Bible app, which was John 14:27: Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to[…]

I am so excited to announce a new series about FEAR from a bunch of dear sisters of mine who will do me the honor of guest posting on the subject. In celebration of Helicopter Mom‘s launch, over the next few weeks we will be discussing fear, anxiety,[…]

This week has been long-anticipated for about 3 months in the Douglas School of Awesomeness. Jesse is in kindergarten and learns a new letter each week. This week it’s B- B for butterfly. And not unlike the rest of the country on Giraffe Baby watch, our family has[…]

I sat in church yesterday, not my own home church, but one about 15 minutes away from our town. I was there to pray with and for a fellow family with a Down syndrome baby. We had never met before yesterday, except online through our local Ds chapter,[…]

Sometimes I just need coffee with my friends. I don’t want a phone call, or a text; I don’t want the FB update across my feed or the Instagram pictures of the family. I desire more– I long for face-to-face talking and catching up. I grow tired of[…]