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The Magic of Mary Poppins Returns on Christmas Day

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We’re on the brink of an adventure children – don’t spoil it with questions!Mary Poppins
As a child I was an old soul. And when I say old, I mean OLD. When I was three, I believed there was no Santa Claus because the ones at the grocery stores and mall all looked different. By the time I was in fifth and sixth grade I no longer wanted to sit with the kids at family gatherings, because they were childish to me. So, I would always hang out with the adults. I always thought having an old soul was a good thing. It meant you were mature and wiser than everyone else your age. That the adults respected you. But as I’ve grown older, I have started to wonder – what does the term “old” soul really mean? In the past several years I have realized an age is just a number. It doesn’t dictate how you act or what you are capable of doing. It does not dictate that you are required lose your sense of wonder, your sense of awe. I remember as a 20-year-old sitting at my grandma’s table being surprised, wh…

The Visible You

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Almost exactly six years ago I gave my two week notice to my former employer so that I could transition to being a stay at home mom. When I left, I wrote this long, pompous e-mail to everyone letting them know I wasn't just quitting my job to stay at home. I told them I wanted to be a writer and get the book that I had written published. This was going to be my great chance to stand out in the world. To be something. 

Because I couldn't just quit my well paying job to justbe a stay at home mom. 

But then Alexandria happened. Her spicy, spunky, outgoing, energetic personality wore me down and wore me out. I was exhausted. I had a hard time keeping up. When bedtime came there was always a two hour ordeal and then when she finally went to bed, I was spent. After her there were two more pregnancies, and two more deliveries. Motherhood forced me to give 200% of myself. I could barely keep the house clean, do the laundry or make dinner every night without collapsing at the end of the …

The Day My Earth Stood Still

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"Darkness and death are weighty, and our emotions, our actions, even our beliefs may bend at pressure. But our God does not." She Reads Truth
It was a bleak, cold day in the city. The wind whipped around my body and chilled me from the tip of my nose to the end of my big toe.

"Where's your hat?" My husband asked.

Being the bright one that I am, I refused to wear my hat because I didn't want to mess up my hair.

Minutes later we were standing in front of the Holy Name Cathedral. We walked up to the building and let ourselves in. Within a matter of seconds our bodies went from numbing cold to being full with toasty warmth.

Being a Protestant, we don't put much stock in church buildings (at least that's what we tell ourselves) because the people are the church, not the church building. But there is something about walking into a Catholic church with it's high ceilings and stained glass. The rows of pews with their kneeling benches. That any given tim…

I Can't Keep Silent: Fighting Against a Rape Culture

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Everyone knows this election season has been frustrating on so many levels. Typically this time of year, every four years it is, but most will admit this time it is different. I have been hesitant to write anything myself on politics because frankly, I'm not that well versed on all of the facts and am not looking to win any debates. I have two small children, a 15 month old baby boy and a five year old little girl and I just don't have time or brain capacity to memorize a bunch of facts that may or may or may not be true (depending on which news outlet you believe). So, I've stayed silent. Avoided political debates. Have not posted anything on social media, because let's be honest, nothing you say is probably going to change the minds of anyone who reads your post. Most people have already decided how they feel about each candidate and your one or two sentence status update is not going make any difference. 
But now, something greater than just an election has come up…

Finding Rainbows

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Mumford and Sons
She Reads Truth has been doing a study on the book of Ruth the past two weeks. Quite frankly, I have been slacking in the area of Bible Study the past few months. I realize it's mainly because I have been selfish with my time. I haven't had any desire or energy to give any of it to God. A lot of it is because I haven't felt like doing much of anything in this phase of my life (not an excuse, just a fact) and some of it is that my kids have needed extra attention (which may be related, who knows). My friend recently encouraged a group of us to do the Ruth study together. Knowing that I needed that encouragement and direction in my life, I decided to take the two week challenge on.

If you aren't familiar with the story, the beginning is pretty much a downer. There is this woman who is from Israel, named Naomi, who moves to Moab with her husband and two sons because there is a famine (aka no soup for you) in Israel. Once they got to Moab, Naomi's husb…

I Will Trust in You: A Story of Postpartum Depression and Anxiety

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"Humility is the mother of giants. One sees great things from the valley; only small things from the peak." GK Chesterton
Two weeks ago we celebrated my now one year old's 1st birthday. I remember when my oldest daughter, Alexandria, was a baby people told me how fast time would go when you had children. I didn't believe it, but now it seems like I blinked and I have a 5 year old little girl and a one year old little boy.




When I was pregnant with Leo I had so many worries. I thought I was going to lose him (as I did his older sister, Ezraela, at 18 weeks pregnant) and once we got past the halfway mark, I thought there was going to be something wrong with his appearance or development. I did not have to wait the full 40 weeks because he roared like a lion onto the planet three weeks early and was born on June 20, 2015. And he was perfect. Ten little fingers, ten little toes, beautiful skin and a perfectly shaped head (only because he was delivered c-section). Nurses wer…