I was the ripe ol' age of 24 when I had my first child. A boy. A precious, dimple-cheeked little guy. I'll never forget The Coach and I looking at each other in sheer and utter FEAR when it was just the three of us going home for the first time. It was incredibly scary.… Continue reading Why I’m a Perfect and Rotten Parent
Month: March 2016
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The Easter Story.I have heard it many times. I have heard it in church, in Sunday School, on movies, in the Bible. So many times have I heard that Jesus died and rose again for my sins so I can have everlasting life. I knew what that meant. I knew that I, because I have… Continue reading Yet…
Dear Coach’s Kid
I had this long, novel-like post written on all of my thoughts and wonderings on being a coach's kid. I wrote down every intricate detail of what usually crosses my mind when I wonder what it is like, since my upbringing looked so different than what my children's upbringing does. And then I deleted it.It's… Continue reading Dear Coach’s Kid
