Be Strong and Courageous

Here I am in that place again. The one I find myself in frequently where I’m stressed and exhausted mind, body and spirit. I suppose this is the way of a mother, especially when there’s six young lives to shepherd and a marriage to keep tended to. I’m tempted to check-out mentally and sink into the oblivion of nothingness, but Continue Reading →


  verb (used with object), restored, restoring. bring back into existence, use, or the like; reestablish: to restore order. 2. to bring back to a former, original, or normal condition, as a building,statue, or painting. 3. to bring back to a state of health, soundness, or vigor. 4. to put back to a former place, or to a former position, rank, etc.: to restore the king to his throne. 5. to give back; make return or restitution of (anything taken away or lost). 6. to reproduce or reconstruct (an ancient building, extinct animal, etc.) in the original state. Three years ago I lay in bed next to my superMAN and spoke out-loud the words I never thought I’d hear come out of my mouth (and his in agreement), “Maybe we’re not the right people for one another…” A few minutes later, we turned to one another and agreed Continue Reading →

Just 15 Minutes

It was supposed to simply be a Saturday afternoon nap. A rare treasure I was relishing in. I was in a drowsy state of slowly drifting in and out of coherent thoughts when I had an epiphany. A light bulb moment. What my Daughter of Purpose needs most from me is to play with her. What? Play with her? Did Continue Reading →

Missing the Point

Our newest addition to our family, Daughter of Purpose, is named such because she seems to be the most content in life when she is doing something that has purpose–something that contributes to our family. Typically, her jobs (or chores) each day are to make sure the shoe basket by the front door is tidy and to take out the Continue Reading →

The Eyes of Compassion

This is a post I wrote from our adoption blog. It really straddles both blogs that I write so I put it on both, but for those of you that read both–this one ends a little differently. I’ve been reading a book called, “The Mission of Motherhood” by Sally Clarkson lately. I’m pretty sure I’ve underlined more than I haven’t, Continue Reading →