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“Mama, I thought you were leaving!” Maggie looked up from her short stack of wooden blocks where she crouched, smiling,… Read more No tissues

Important

Maggie’s obsession with carousels began six months ago when Nettie, her grandma, brought her a coloring book with sketches of… Read more Important

The minute I start thinking about how much work I’m getting done, whether I’m accomplishing enough in my business, if… Read more Seeing love

My closest friends may snort laugh in agreement when I admit that I’m a bit of a dude. I’m not… Read more Doing motherhood like a dude

When I was 10 years old, I met Harmony Culbreath. She brought nothing but sunshine to my life. My mentor… Read more God’s big hands

Before I move on, I want to look back—not to dwell on the past or listen to Sirens, as I… Read more 2013 gift list

When my friend Bruce invited me to his concert next weekend, I was stoked—and then immediately felt totally bummed. His… Read more Choosing not to

Our voices reverberated off the cold concrete walls of the isolation room. I held my favorite patient’s trembling hand, his… Read more Leaning

My husband changes the oil in our vehicles himself. When his brake pads need to be replaced, he borrows tools… Read more Not wasted

“Starving kids in Africa would love that pork chop,” my mom stated, twirling her spaghetti around her fork. I rolled… Read more Mama said, part 7