I wrote this piece almost nine years ago. I pulled it up with the intent of refreshing and updating it, but I couldn’t bring myself to touch it. The message hit home for me just as it is, and I hope it does for you too.
And Peter got out of the boat, and walked on the water and came...
In theory—you know, before I actually had kids—I was an amazing mom. I would play dress-up and make crafts and always have patience for the messes and mistakes, and my house would always be clean because I would teach my sweet little ones to help me get our work done before we did...