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The Fog
Fresh grief makes everything foggy or darkened. You have your life before you, and you know what is happening, but everything just seems foggier or darker. Honestly, sometimes even “fresh” is a very relative word. In my case, I mean “recent.” On November 12, 2025, my mother committed suicide. Gosh, where do you even go
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Garlic Cinnamon Rolls
Write about your most epic baking or cooking fail. My family has this breakfast tradition of making mini cinnamon rolls out of a can of croissant rolls. We open the container, roll out the dough, and instead of making it into a bunch of croissants, we slather butter on them. Then we take a cinnamon
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When God asks you to practice your lessons. . .
What is crazy to me is how often God “teaches’ me something and then allows me to put it into practice. Ha. Allows. More like hits me with a wrecking ball and says, “Try it now!” Oof. Today was one of those days
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The Bird’s Reminder
Of course, when one is stressed and worried about life, even relaxing is hard. This particular day, I had been stewing, er uh… relaxing for so long that a little bird landed on my hammock stand without any fear of me.
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Church Anxiety
We tried a new church one Sunday in an honest attempt to start over, and it caused me so much stress and anxiety that I literally asked my husband if we could stop going to church. I legit could not handle that extra pressure on top of what was already happening in our lives.