Rachelle Rea Cobb 8 Minute Read My husband and I trooped through three antique stores in one weekend looking for one thing: the perfect prayer bench to put in our narrow bedroom closet. The darling teal cabinet that we found looks nothing like a bench, but it drew both my husband and me from the corner of the last antique store…
Natasha Metzler 6 Minute Read When my husband and I decided to pursue older child adoption, I committed myself to studying about trauma. There are many types and effects of traumatic circumstances, but one of the hardest to recover from (in my opinion) is trauma that results in lost relationships. Our bodies were created to stay connected with those closest…
Guest Author 5 Minute Read Everyone was getting married. Again. As I scrolled through my social media feed, I saw wedding pictures, engagement pictures, and relationship status changes. How many engagement/marriage waves had I been through now? How many weddings had I gone to as the token single woman? I didn’t really want to know the answer to either question. I felt left out, isolated, misunderstood, and forgotten.
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