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When I first separated from my son's father, I was so full of shame. I was humiliated. I had to walk around and admit to myself and others that my marriage had failed. I felt the need to hide. I had been attending church at Lebanon United Methodist since my son was a newborn. It … Continue reading Back Home



So, a funny thing happened recently. My fiance and I were at Walmart getting groceries, which meant restocking his Dr. Pepper. While in the self-checkout line, I was handing him one bottle at a time to scan. I'm not really even sure how it happened, but when I grabbed the last bottle it hit the … Continue reading Pressure


"Mommy, I want a biscuit." "Not sausage! I want bacon!" "Can I have milk?" Toddler hyperventilation: "Not that cup!" Sometimes my children are impossible to please. I deliver orders only to discover I have fallen short. The house is full of complaints and whining some days. I love the kids. I adore them. I would … Continue reading Whining