A Letter To Myself

A Letter To Myself

Hey, you. We’re in a bit of a tough spot these days, huh? Yeah, I know. But I don’t want to just talk about the stuff we’re going through. No, I want to apologize to you. Because I’ve said some things. Some things that have hurt you. Some...
If You Forget How To Be You

If You Forget How To Be You

As I gathered my purse and keys and starting to get up from the couch, I asked, “I need to know something. What, exactly, is the goal here? Like, what are we aiming for?” My psychiatrist looked up at me from over his glasses, where he was writing the last...
A Letter To Myself At Sixteen

A Letter To Myself At Sixteen

Dear Younger Me, I desperately wish I could sit down with you, face to face, over a cup of coffee. Well, today’s me (Or should I say you? This could get confusing.) would have coffee, but since you’re only 16 and still on your caffeine hiatus, you’d...
When You Realize You’ve Been Heard

When You Realize You’ve Been Heard

As mamas, sometimes we do things over and over and over, hoping for a certain result but never knowing if our efforts are making a difference at all. We have to wait and wait and wait, hoping beyond hope that the things we are praying and pouring over our children are...
Because I’m Not A Perfect Mama

Because I’m Not A Perfect Mama

I have my share of insecurities, but there is one that surpasses them all: insecurity about my parenting. I want so badly to be a good mama to my daughter. I want to do all that is right for her…be all that is right for her. I want to be the perfect mama, which...