I’m in an interesting season of motherhood when it comes to interacting with my girls. My oldest daughter is swiftly encroaching on her sixteen birthday, the middle is holding her own at 13, and the littlest will be 10 before I blink. How did my sweet little girls, prancing around… Read More →

She walked in the door red-faced, desperately trying to hold back her tears, as she handed me a folded up note. It was a letter. No, it was actually a list naming off all the things she did to this life-long friend that made her mad, accusing her of things… Read More →