The stay at home mom and the American Dream
There is a time to choose my Tomorrow. But I look into these sweet faces , and I know I want to choose their tomorrow. I want to be a stay at home mom.
There is a time to choose my Tomorrow. But I look into these sweet faces , and I know I want to choose their tomorrow. I want to be a stay at home mom.
*Here* is the only place we’ll ever have, no matter what our address is. And *here* is where God gives me another breath. Where I see my children smile. Where my husband can wrap me up in his arms. That only happens *here.*
I’m writing you this letter because I want you and my son to hold me accountable. I want my values in black and white, and I want to them to haunt me, should I falter. I write this as a reminder to myself of what was most important and helpful to me when I was […]
He told me how inspiring my talk was, and that he was glad I came. But then his voice dropped a little so Adam, my husband, wouldn’t hear.
According to the Viking calendar, today is the world’s last day. Do I believe that? No. Do you believe that? My readers are super-intelligent people, so I’m guessing not. But it does cause one to think.