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Perfectionism

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Ahhh…SEPTEMBER. I have been writing a post in my head for the past several weeks titled The Fresh Start of September or something like that. As the name implies, this rambling collection of words was going to describe how, like a school girl wearing shiny new loafers on the first…

I went swimming this morning. This might not sound like that big of a deal, but up until two weeks ago I hadn’t been in the water to swim laps for more than five years, fifteen years since the last time I had done anything even remotely close to something…

Fairly early on in our marriage, my husband and I made the mutual decision – the merits of which I am not looking to hash out in this article – that one of us would stay home with our children while they were young. For several reasons, I assumed…

You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. — Mary Oliver, from “Wild Geese” In March, our family…