I cried at the coffee table during MOPS today. (Mothers Of PreschoolerS, a group I attend because it feels like I have a million toddlers.) I cried because moving is hard. Making new friends is hard. Parenting four kids is hard. I cried because...
Oh friends. Let’s recap the last 72 hours at the Huggins family circus. I feel perhaps the best way is to start with my Facebook statuses (statii??) Monday 9:15 pm: “Y’all. Pray for my little family. Less than two weeks to go and my hormones are Out....
… A slash can show a line break in a poem, a song or a play. This blog? This is my song, my story. And grace shot through the broken lines of it at every turn. At the heart of it, I am a story-teller. And in the telling of my story, perhaps you’ll find healing for yours.
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