Dear Future Me, I wanted to write this letter to you, hopeful that you aren’t as hard on yourself (now that your kids are all grown up) as you were when you were a mom of young children. I hope you give yourself more grace and remember motherhood well. They say hindsight is 20/20, but… Continue reading A Letter to Future Me: This is How You Were as a Mom
Growing up, I was silly and entertaining. Literally my grandpa’s nickname for me was “Noisy.” My bubbly personality was mostly out of necessity. Living in a sometimes tumultuous household, I felt like it was my job to keep the peace or to bring a smile to otherwise grumpy faces. “Calm and quiet” would never be adjectives I would… Continue reading Can I Ever Be a “Gentle” Mama?
Can you imagine if we had to introduce ourselves by the way we most often think? “Hi! I’m Worst Case Scenario Lady,” is probably what I would say. I wish it were, “Hi! I’m the Lady that Fully Trusts in Jesus About Everything,” but, unfortunately, it would not be accurate. Because while I am a… Continue reading Are You a “Worst Case Scenario Lady,” Like Me?
I’m feeling grumpy, so I’m going to write. It’s going to be my new therapy. I will think about why I’m grumpy and see how that compares to the truth I find in God’s Word. I’ll probably do some prayin’ and some confessin’. (I don’t know why I just wrote that; I’m not from the South. But I… Continue reading It’s His Job, Not Mine! (5 reasons to change your perspective when you’re mad about something your husband didn’t do)
On this day fourteen years ago, I met my husband in Tijuana, Mexico. When people ask how we met, we say, “We met in Tijuana,” and we let that sit for a moment. You probably know that TJ has a reputation for being a place for party goers, dancing, drinking, and meandering along Avenida Revolución looking for… Continue reading Remember the Day We First Met?
Ronda Rousey, sometimes in life we need the Truth to combat the lies. I watched the clip of your interview today on the Ellen show about your UFC loss to Holly Holm, and I was moved by your vulnerability. I wished I could tell you some things that stood out in my mind and heart,… Continue reading If I Could Say Anything to Ronda Rousey after Her Interview with Ellen
Is anyone else exhausted? I don’t mean the kind of tiredness from long hours at work. Or because your baby was awake at 3 am. Or from battling the terrible three’s. Or because you were up too late last night watching a Netflix marathon. That can be part of it, I guess. But what I really… Continue reading What to Do When You’re Overwhelmed by the World
First of all, let me say that I’m a pretty healthy person overall. Six years of working in the vitamin department of a health food store taught me that white flour and white sugar are ministers of Satan sent to make us all sick, fat, and constipated. I eat plenty of fruits, vegetables, smoothies, and… Continue reading The Terrible Three’s Are Making Me Fat
I’m sorry. I know my very first blog post ever should probably be about my three-year-old dictator-child’s hilarious antics…..or how God is teaching me that I’m good enough, smart enough, and doggone it, people like me. But I can’t. Because while my life is usually consumed by my love for my husband, children, faith, good food, good… Continue reading The Rap Sheet