Category Archives: Running Chatter

12 Years of Our Boy. . .

I just stole away to the bedroom after dodging my way through hundreds of nerf bullets that were flying through the house. Eight boys and two girls were fighting what they called an “epic” nerf gun battle throughout our entire house. I put headphones in my ears and the sounds of Lily Kershaw are drowning...

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It Has Been 10 Years Since. . .

. . . I sat on a hospital bed, anchored by Chad one one side and my Mom on the other, when a sweet baby girl was placed into my arms for the very first time. She was ushered in as the sound of Chris Rice’s Welcome to Our World echoed throughout the room-his perfectly tuned...

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It’s Not A Good Time

We got a puppy. It wasn’t really in the plans, but my sister sent me a picture of a tiny black and white face with a warning you better claim her–she’s going to go quick. I stood firm at first. No. The timing is horrible. We have weddings in August, so many sessions in the fall, Chad’s...

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BREATHE

Every hour there is a tiny buzz on my wrist and I look down at my bright yellow watch to see the word “BREATHE” pop up on my watch. Or is it every 30 minutes? Funny, I’m not even sure because I’m typically too distracted to notice the tiny reminder from our dear friends at Apple. Every...

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