We gather once a week. We circle up, each sharing the latest news, anecdotes about work, life, and kids. At one point, Cindy nicknamed our group The Tribe and it’s sort of stuck. If you’re part of a church you may know them by a different name, like life groups, small groups, or community groups.…
I leaned in a little closer and listened to the conversation unfolding in front of me. As I pretended to check my phone for some important email, I was intrigued by two women deep in conversation. The woman in her crisp green suit, hair grayed, and laugh lines framing her face. The other, a young…
Morning friends, every Thursday I post a column on Her View From Home about all things in life, mainly marriage, motherhood and finding my identity. This identity part has be a challenge because I became a mom while I was still a teen. Add dirty diapers, special needs and let’s just say I put myself…
If these old walls could talk, I thought to myself as I carefully picked my way across the broken floorboards of the main childhood home I had. My grandmother’s house was the center of my life. If my parents fought, we came here. We came here for Sunday dinners, we came here so Mom could…