Making Life a Bliss Complete

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18 Years Since I Turned 18

I realized today, my 36th birthday, that it has been 18 years since I turned 18! Crazy! And then I thought just how much my life as changed – how much I have changed – as a result of what…
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Cheer for the Home Team

I recently mused: A house is a roof over your head, but a home is so much more. To me, home is a very special word. It indicates a place of belonging, a place of love, a place of safety,…
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Live in the Light

Say the word house to yourself. Now say the word home. The words feel different, don’t they? A house is a roof over your head, but a home is so much more. To me, home is a very special word….
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Who will live within your walls?

To all the women out there who have chosen not to have children, I am writing to you as a wife and a mother. You may expect me to judge you, and to tell you what you have probably heard…
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Someday we will understand

I have a brother who is funny, kind, intelligent, musically gifted, a friend to all, and a very supportive and loving uncle and brother. He is someone I respect and love with all of my heart, and one with whom…
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A Blissful Anniversary!

Today is a very special day. It is the one year anniversary of my first blog post. As I looked over my 47 posts from this past year, some were short, some were long, some were very long, and some…
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If couples cleave, they won’t want to leave

An abridged version of this post can be found on familyshare.com. Cleave: To adhere firmly and closely or loyally and unwaveringly But from the beginning of the creation God made them male and female. For this cause shall a man leave his…
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Bliss Within a Mess

The baby is hurt and cries for me. He runs to his fallen lunch plate, then tearfully reaches for me to hold him. I hug him, kiss his little face, and then gently place him on my lap and begin…
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