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When we sold our house before leaving for Indonesia, my husband had to patch up holes in the walls. Holes that I had made with my fist, a Sippy...
When we sold our house before leaving for Indonesia, my husband had to patch up holes in the walls. Holes that I had made with my fist, a Sippy...
Yearly seasons have taken on a whole new meaning since living in the tropics. Winter doesn’t exist here, and neither does fall. Our entire region swings between beautiful spring...
It’s Friday night in 2012 and the lights are low… My five-year-old daughter is dressed in a pink leotard with a shiny black traditional skirt wrapped...
A few months ago, I was diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder primarily as a result of my childhood as a TCK in Outer Mongolia. Early 90’s Mongolia was not...
A couple months ago I was diagnosed with PTSD. I didn’t want to accept it. I wanted to be stronger than that. I wanted more faith than that....
I was in Costco the other day, taking up way more space in the aisle than I should, trying to decide on which type of meat I should buy. Chicken?...
I’m not sure I have a typical day. I mean, some things are pretty predictable: wake up, take the boys to school, eat breakfast, pick the boys up from school,...
I collapsed into my bed and plugged my phone in. There were no blankets to snuggle into - it was too hot. So I laid there, my face against the...
There are seasons in life where it seems like we are neglecting every possible thing that can be neglected. Eating, showering, doing laundry, and getting a few hours of sleep...
Years ago, I was on a flight from Seattle to Moscow, Idaho. I had just spent a week away in Minneapolis with my husband getting vetted for cross-cultural work, I...
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