Let me just start off with telling you all I’m kind of a neat freak. Wait. I get anxious when my counters have stuff…
Finding Joy Blog
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I sat across from her. The girl, my daughter, the girl who is now no longer a girl, but a woman. I looked at…
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I’ve craved silence as a mom. Don’t we all? We live in constant movement, constant doing, constant noise. Oh silence. I’ve written about it,…
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My kids come home from school, kick off their shoes, throw their socks and leave their bags in the front entryway. It can become…
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Sometimes I simply see the mess. The dishes in the sink, the wrappers on the ground, the stuff left to do, the bills in…
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Tonight, as I crawled from my bedroom to my bathroom, I realized how much I took for granted my life. Tonight, as I put…