When I was pregnant with Cyrus, I (like most mommas-to-be) had a lot of fears about motherhood.
Things That Refresh a Weary Soul
I’m on a mission. A treasure hunt of sorts. Seeking out things that refresh my weary spirit. Perhaps you’re feeling a bit soul-weary yourself and could use some refreshing too. Here’s what’s working for me.
Life In The Summer
Quite possibly my favorite thing about summer as a mom is the ability to unashamedly relive some of my childhood nostalgia through my two-year-old son.
Comparison + Celebrating Others
We live in an ironic time and place where a person could be involved in multiple conversations at once, in a coffee shop surrounded by dozens of people, and still feel the sting of isolation.
Dream A Little Dream
Here we are halfway into the year already, the perfect time to take an honest assessment of where we are and where we’re going.
A Reprieve
Every day is a new adventure. Some days the adventures feel like sinkholes, some days they feel like the ultimate win.
3 Simple Steps Toward Natural Living
My journey toward wellness has been one of three steps forward, two steps back. The problem is, we often don’t start listening to our bodies until they are crumbling beneath us.
On Finding Your Calling (A Letter to my Grown Kids)
School has a way of occupying your time and thoughts and filling a sense of purpose for a while – until suddenly it’s over and your days are wide open and you have to decide how to fill them.
Steady, As She Goes
I can’t begin to tell you how much I have thought about this phrase in more than one way this past week. In terms of staying the course, I have questioned whether or not fostering was the right choice for our family. It has wrecked us.
To The Mother Hearts
Mother’s Day takes on a vast multitude of forms depending on who you are talking to. I have friends who are mothers of biological children and adopted children, step-mothers, foster-mamas,
This Is Real Life
Can I level with you? This morning, well it just has not been good.
Welcome To The Porch
I’ve always been drawn to the big old Southern porches. There’s something romantically nostalgic about them, like they hold the secret to lazy summer afternoons and fresh squeezed lemonade and kids chasing fireflies after dark.
Where The Grass Is Greenest
As I sit in this quiet, empty living room, listening to the faint hum of the noisemaker breathing through the baby monitor, I’m overcome with this deep fulfillment but also an unrelenting sadness.
When Your Cup Is Empty
It seems that everyone I’ve talked to lately is in need of having their cup refilled.. myself included. So I invite you to sit & linger for just a bit, pour yourself another cup of coffee, and let’s chat about what a full-cup, overflowing life might look like.
Living Hope
Easter always sends me into a time of reflection and I often find myself on my knees as I take the time to remember what Jesus endured.
Creative Ways To Give Back
When I was little, the idea of volunteering usually conjured up the image of ladeling out soup at a food bank on Thanksgiving day. If you wanted to give back to society
Anxious For Nothing
This is a hard thing to admit, but I’ve been kind of a hot mess lately.
Dear Anxiety,
Dear Anxiety,
Consider this an official break-up letter.
A Letter To Millennials
You guys are always getting a bad rap. So, in honor of Alyssa’s 26th birthday this week, I want to post from a different perspective.
Learning How to Fight Hatred
This is not something we typically address on The Space We Share, but in a world where mere difference of opinion is cause for so much division and hatred, I feel the need to share my heart on the matter.