MM: Safe in the Shepherd’s Arms

Margin has been lacking, no cushion to fall back upon. I’ve been scheduled with too much, admittedly at my own hand, and therefore found myself in hurried conversations that likely came off as uninterested. I resided in a series of events where I consistently...

MM: A Day of Love

“Mama, I love you,” said the almost four-year-old voice, the one who belongs to the boy who is enamored by his mama, who has a slight crush without it being weird, who must know where I am at all times. He’s holding up the heart in his “Lucky...

MM: This Man O’ Mine

We married almost seven years ago. My true north.  After Him, of course. A man who challenges and forces me to move yet extends far more grace and love than I ever deserve. My space-heater. The one that reverts to the scrappy young boy who “took nothin’...

MM: Take Courage

I hear the piercing shriek divide the nearly-midnight air and immediately I become a 90 degree angle in twisted and cozy blankets. My own sleep will have to wait.  My mind wanders to the approximately 1,000,000 other mothers whose sleep will also be interrupted this...