“Delicious, homemade banana bread that is always so much more than the bread.”
- Love What Matters
- Children
- Raising Kids
“Delicious, homemade banana bread that is always so much more than the bread.”
“One day, our skin will be wrinkly and weathered, like gently worn leather, and our hair will have turned gray. But I know he’ll be sitting right next to me on the porch, holding my hand as we watch our grandkids play.”
“He will assure you it wasn’t special the first time, but you’ll still feel like you’re missing out on something that should have been yours. And yes, you knew all of this when you married him. And no, it doesn’t make it any easier.”
“It’s hard when you’re stressed beyond measure and still show up for your children with a smile, only to hear, ‘I miss dad.’ And it’s hard to hear the sadness in my husband’s voice when he calls and wants a play-by-play of the baseball game or the details of the dance recital.”
“I was bawling so hard I had to pull off the road for a few minutes to get my composure. All my fears and doubts came flooding to my memory. Why am I doing this? Is it just a waste of time and energy? Is she going to change her mind like everyone else? Will I ever be a mom?”
“They don’t become this way right out of the womb. They are conditioned and molded into this version of themselves by the words and actions we teach them.”
“I was still reeling from a painful divorce. I wasn’t looking for a relationship, and I certainly wasn’t looking for a family. I thought to myself, ‘What the heck am I doing? I’m not prepared for this!’ But as they say, some of the best things happen when you aren’t looking.”
“It’s easy to take the route of ‘an eye for an eye’ and throw out the filter, but we may end up speaking words that cause damage and aren’t easy to reverse.”
“To me, parenting style translates to parenting labels, and labels are for mason jars and designer jeans. They have no business in the world of parenting small humans.”
“The door began to open and it was then I made eye contact with a young woman being wheeled out of the maternity floor, with no baby in hand. As joy-filled as we were, I couldn’t shake the image of her birth mom and how devastated she must have been.”