Coming Down the Ladder
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Coming Down the Ladder

My husband and I were painting the house this past weekend, which is a little easier since I really don’t have too many fears.  As a matter of fact, I most likely need a good dose of fear sometimes just so that I can stay on track.  Consequently, I had no problem whatsoever going up that...

Constantly Constant
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Constantly Constant

Being married is hard.  Being a mother is hard.  Being in any relationship for any length of time with any person is hard. I mean, let’s face it: We all live this life through a lens focused on self, and self often doesn’t like it when self is being mistreated. Truly this isn’t news to...

Coffee in My Wine Glass
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Coffee in My Wine Glass

  Have you ever run all over your house looking for your glasses when they were on your head?  How about screaming to the person on your cell phone that you can’t find your phone?  A young mother just told me that she couldn’t figure out why her other three children kept looking at her...

The Reason We Let Them See
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The Reason We Let Them See

My youngest son, Miles, and I have a unique mother/son relationship.  We most definitely relate on a familial level, but also he appreciates my counsel.  As a minister, much of what I do for women is counsel, but rarely does a parent experience that sort of relationship with her child. Miles, on the other hand,...

A Warrior’s Tears
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A Warrior’s Tears

The room is dark, and the bottle is close.  As she raises it to her lips with trembling hands, she knows that the burning liquid will dull the ache in her heart…for a moment. What she doesn’t see is the lone figure standing in the corner of her room, sword hanging loosely by his side,...

Looking for the Forest in the Middle of the Trees
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Looking for the Forest in the Middle of the Trees

Do you sometimes find yourself saying things that your parents used to say to you, only to grimace and think, “Was that me?” I know I do—a lot. One of the things I used to tell my boys all of the time was that they just needed to be patient, that whatever was happening to...

This is Not My Life: Confessions of a Life-Worn Woman
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This is Not My Life: Confessions of a Life-Worn Woman

By Deb Waterbury “This is not my life.” “Those are not my children.” “That is not my husband.” Have you ever looked around at your life and thought any of these things? I mean, this isn’t what we signed up for, right? No one told us the day we walked down that isle or the...