Real. Raw. And from my heart. I struggle with my body imagine. I am not sure if my struggle is normal. Most conversations I have ...

Summer is over. I have mixed feelings about it. Mainly because I love my husband's work schedule during the Summer months and I love eat...

October 15th is National Remembrance Day for Miscarriage and Pregnancy Loss. This is my daughter's story. August 26th was a d...

I could feel the cool air coming through the small crack I left in the window last night. With one eye opened, I glanced at the clock. Accor...

When I grasp the concept that there was a pattern set for me to follow to be the best wife that I could be, I scratched my head in amazement...

Bone of my Bone, Flesh of my flesh Breathe of my breathe ... My refuge, My safe haven is in your arms with my head upon your chest My cover...

Each month I try to learn something new. This month I learned how to do videos. I was so proud of myself. My husband raved about my video so...

"You are embedded in my heart. You dwell within me." Just like the beauty of capturing fireflies in a jar on a warm summer...

Being a married woman for all of my adult life doesn't make me an expert per se in the area of singleness. Some have told me that I'...

Many times I've conversed with other people about marriage. It's a subject that I'm passionate about and talk about it often. Th...

What does a radiator and submission have in common? Nothing really. Unless, you consider the fact that through a broken radiator, I had to d...

This morning, my daughter Ruthie and I were texting. As always, it's such a joy anytime I talk to her whether via phone or text. When we...

Call me a girl who's living in a fairy tale and I'll tell you that this is reality. Reality is that I have this unquenchable desir...

Don and I haven't had this conversation in a long time. There hasn't been a real need until recently. I'm going on a retreat thi...

On Sunday after church Don and I were in the car with Ruthie. Trae had taken the other kids home in his car and it gave us time with her. La...

I received a text message from a dear friend this morning. She said, "Good morning." My text response to her was, Hack! Hack! Hack...

Before we homeschooled Ruthie, she met Ryan in middle school at the age of 12. They "liked" each other back then. Ruthie was homes...