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A Mama’s Farewell Letter to Oklahoma

Dear Oklahoma, I moved here seventeen years ago when I was a teenager. Eighteen years old to be exact. I had a lot of dreams and hopes for my future as I entered college, but I knew no one here. I had no friends and no family in this state, and that strangely appealed to […]

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Parenting: A Grand Experiment

I am about to enter my twelfth year in this parenting gig. These twelve years have brought overwhelming joy, as well as excruciating anguish. It is simply the nature of having our hearts walking around outside of our bodies. As with any job, we have good days and bad days in parenting. But parenting is […]

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Passionate, Powerful and…Petty

I think most of us can agree that marriage brings out qualities that we truly never realized were buried so deeply. Personally, marriage has caused some of my best characteristics to surface: empathy, compassion, humility, and…pettiness.  I’d like to think we’ve all “been there” at some point. Maybe it’s 3am, and–although you’re exhausted–you get up […]

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Our Best Mom Fails

At first, “best” mom fails may seem like a contradiction. “Mom fails” are something we as moms could have done better at, but, thankfully, nobody ended up badly hurt. I mean we can’t be at the top of our game 100% of the time, right?I think it’s important to not share only our successes. Besides being […]

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4 Reasons Why I Don’t Purge My Closet

I know some people are so good at this whole minimalism deal. And actually, minimalism is something that I could see myself getting into. Clutter isn’t my thing. I can ditch the junk. I can (happily) part with old trashy toys. I can easily part with crap I don’t use anymore…  Except for clothes. When […]

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{9:02 a.m.} We Will Never Forget

I was only 9 years old when the bombing of the Oklahoma City Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building occurred. I don’t pretend and say that I felt the “rumble” in my 3rd grade classroom, nor do I honestly remember much about that day as it was occurring. I remember the days following, as the building […]

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