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on a mom returning to work, again.
I am sitting here, on the evening before I return to work after my second-born, reflecting on the post I made after my first maternity leave came to an end. Things are different now…I’ve changed as a person…as a mom…in many subtle and curious details. In many ways, and for many reasons, my heart is…
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it is time for reform.
I am so heartbroken. So terribly heartbroken to have to turn on my television and see far too many pictures of innocent lives lost. Small, beautiful children…bright-eyed and ready for summer break. Bright-eyed and ready for their future. Slaughtered. Slain. Murdered. How can we live in a society when these words are too often associated…
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a reflection on ‘indescribable’ by louie giglio.
the earth–“a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.” I watched Louie Giglio’s “Indescribable” this morning; a friend from work pointed me to it. Giglio shared this image known as “Pale Blue Dot.” It is a snapshot taken by the Voyager 1 Spacecraft in 1990 as it turned back to scan the universe, 4 billion…
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in the garden.
When we first bought our house, the cold weather had suppressed the beauty of the landscape. Each morning is like mercy bursting forth–grace opening out–calling me to the garden. There is much joy in the garden. I come to the garden aloneWhile the dew is still on the rosesAnd the voice I hear falling on…

