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    Perfection In Progress

    I love my husband. He’s only gotten better at being a husband since we married eighteen years ago. Nobody’s perfect and that means our marriage isn’t perfect either.   I know this. I…

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    Not Your Faith

    It wasn’t the best night to have a serious talk. We had visitors. The house was noisy. My oldest son, Wyatt, started to talk about something that made me turn all of my…

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    The Mommy Rut

    I walked through the door on a Tuesday afternoon. I just picked up the boys from school. The overwhelming feeling in my chest turned to anxiety as I thought about our evening schedule. …

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    What’s In A Name?

    What’s in a name? That’s not just a question posed by a Shakespearean character in a timeless play. I mean, think about it. There’s a reason you don’t see too many kids named…

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    The Power of Can Be

    Have you ever looked around at your life and hated what you saw? Have you ever looked in the mirror and wished you could see past your mistakes and be something different; something…

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    Fooled By A Friend

    I pulled up to the apartment complex and entered the gate code. I was eager to see my friend and surprise her with my impromptu visit. I waited for the gates to swing…

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    Friend Or Faux?

    I was surprised to see their friendship disintegrate so quickly. No more phone calls. No more shopping sprees; only an awkward acknowledgment of one another’s presence as they accidentally made eye contact in…

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    The Other Woman

    She peeked through their kitchen window, and all you could see as you looked through the blinds were her beady little eyes and the top of her head. It was annoying just to…

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    Friendship Redefined

    A few weeks ago as my oldest daughter, a very independent, internally thoughtful, daydreaming eight year old and I drove along, we struck up conversation.  As we chatted here and there, we both…

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    My Best Friend, ED

    The first time I intentionally threw up my food was my freshman year of college. I ate too much in an attempt to ease my social anxiety, and shortly thereafter a wave of…