Reprieve

My daughter and I were arguing before I snapped this photo. It was a signal to surrender (my words, not my parenting decision). My husband often tells me I say too much in conflict with my teen. Once is enough, and I don’t need to explain myself. But I can’t resist the need to makeContinue reading “Reprieve”

Where did she come from?

I never imagined myself walking beside a teen daughter. I think, with her being my last child, I just figured I would step into the next season without much consideration. I’d been mothering for a long while already. However, it really is different than raising teen sons. I was a teen daughter once. And thereContinue reading “Where did she come from?”