The freedom to change.

You’re allowed to change. As I sat on the beach this week with my son, the same beach I grew up on, it hit me how much I’ve changed over the years. And yet, I’m still so resistant to change. Namely, changes I see in myself.  Whether it’s my priorities, my goals,...

For our good and our growth

My son hates tummy time. And even though we only make him do it for ten minutes a day, he pretty much screams the whole time. While it kills me to hear him cry, I know how critical tummy time is for his development and for strengthening his little muscles. I know it...

Power. Love. A sound mind.

Yesterday morning, I sat in the rocking chair in my six-week-old Jessen’s room and watched him sleep. School shootings have always wrecked me. But now they do on a different level. I found myself thinking about his first day of kindergarten. How it’s supposed to be...