Mother’s Day rolls around each year a month after my birthday. And for the past twelve years I’ve watched my husband and children scramble around to present me with the perfect gift that says,…
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“You saved my life.” I heard her say the words but the weight of them didn’t sink in until she spoke the next. “I was going to commit suicide the next day, but you…
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I cooked this dinner. Why is it that I have to clean it up, too? I grumbled to myself as I rinsed chicken bits and peas down the disposal. I turned to grab the…
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It wasn’t like I turned my back on God. I just couldn’t fit Him in my schedule. The birth of our third child pushed me over the edge – the pages of my carefully…