True confession. I have felt angry at God. As most of you know, I have wanted to be a mama since I can remember. When asked what I wanted to be when I grew up I always confidently responded, “A mother”. I had no plan B. I got married at 23 and had my first […]Read more "Angry"
As I wondered through Oldtown yesterday I saw a family with young children. They ran in and out of the stores purchasing items and food for their children in a very rushed unhappy manor. They stopped at the playground and they set a timer for 2 minutes. In the toy store they allowed 5 minutes […]Read more "Childhood"
I cannot think of Father’s Day without feeling thankful for my Dad, John Hannah. To say I love the guy, is definitely an understatement. There are many qualities that made him the best dad in the world for me, but I will just highlight a few of my favorites. When I reflect back on my […]Read more "My Daddy"
I cannot think about Mother’s Day without thinking of my mother. I am convinced that I won the jackpot when it comes to mom’s. This is not a realization that I have come to recently. This was something I knew from a very young age. As I go through various stages of life, I appreciate […]Read more "My Mother"
As a child, I learned very quickly that not everyone liked me, nor did I meet every person’s expectations. My parents taught me that it did not matter what people thought of me, their opinion was not the measure of my worthiness. Rather, I was fully accepted by my Heavenly Father. Not because of something […]Read more "Identity"
***Word of the Week*** The word of the week is the “to be” verb. As you have probably noticed, I am a woman of many favorites. So, it only seems reasonable that I would have a favorite word. That word is “to be”. Full disclosure, my love language is time. I greatly value presence. Hearing […]Read more "To Be"
So often in this life, I believe, we fail to experience the joy and gratitude from God’s gifts, because we expect them. We feel that we are entitled to life’s blessings because: we work hard, other people have them, it is just part of the experience of this life, we are good people, or just […]Read more "A Heart of Entitlement or Thanksgiving"