“What’s this?” My husband said holding something at the top of the stairs. “Why was it in the trash?” He…
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I Love How God Made You
I was standing in my black bathrobe with sopping wet, just-showered hair hanging down my back, waiting for my coffee…
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“Am I Enough?”
This week my husband walks in the door after a long day at work to find: dishes piled in the…
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