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Do You Struggle with Patience?

I have a confession: I Struggle With Patience.

THE me. I have had innumerable opportunities to learn to be patient. The reality is conflicting, sometimes I am patient and other times I am not.


A Season of Unhappiness

When my kids were little and got hurt, I could scoop them up in my arms, dry their tears and “make it all bet-ter” with a fresh chocolate chip cookie.

Today, as a parent of an adult college student and two teenagers, I can’t always “make it all better.”

Life often teaches our children hard lessons about friendships, disappointments, dreams deferred and even about death as they approach and reach adulthood.


Keeping the Romance: 15 Ways to Date Your Spouse

My favorite roommate (my husband) and I decided we needed to move our marriage back from the brink of mediocrity and place it squarely back in the midst of marital bliss.

For a month, we both had been so busy with our individual and family schedules that were we functioning like roommates.


Simplicity Leads to Blessings

My second daughter was six weeks old when I had to get ready to go back to work for the first week of school as a part-time teacher. After a relatively sleepless night, I woke up at 5 A.M. to pump. Then I nursed my newborn, while I simultaneously gobbled down a bagel and inhaled a few cups of strong coffee. I attempted to put the crying baby back to sleep and left the house in a rush, feeling frustrated that I couldn’t even calm my own child and had to wake up my bleary-eyed husband to care for her.


Handle Toddler Tantrums

I magine waking up in a world where no one speaks your language, where the rules confuse you and where your caretakers find your failures amusing.

Imagine being required to do things you don’t really want to do, and denied the chance to do things that look really fun.


Add Something Else to Your Schedule: Free Time

Driving next to concrete construction barriers — as opposed to an empty highway shoulder — makes me nervous. I grip the steering wheel tighter when there isn’t room for error. When my days are packed too full from morning until night, they tend to have the same effect — unwanted, extra stress.