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People are quick to tell you your duty. I heard them them tell my parents their duty was to the church marriage ministry because their marriage was strong. It was their duty to put us in sports so we could be well-socialized. It was their duty to stop having children for the good of the …

It is so subtle, I hardly notice I’m being led to believe mothers are inadequate to make decisions for our children’s lives. We are taught a doctor is the authority on our child’s health. A teacher is the authority on our child’s education. A pastor is the authority on our child’s spiritual walk. A government …

My word for this year, is “miss out.” Not, “no.” Not, “say yes to the best.” Because I’ve done those things. Every week I say no to opportunities, obligations, events, requests. But it’s not enough. The last three months I have been living my dream life. My dream town. My wonderful family. My dream job. …

Drooping around disheveled rooms—dark under-eyes—a martyred spirit in the chaos. Victim to motherhood. Self-righteous disbelief toward those who claim “togetherness.” The children’s whining reminding us we are sacrificial, the scattered toys making us feel needed, our rumpled clothing a sign of how little we spend on ourselves. But there is no glory in the mess. …

We don’t know the outcome of our work. Nancy didn’t know she was raising a famous inventor, but where would we be without Thomas Edison’s lightbulb? Dranafile didn’t know she was raising Mother Teresa, but who else would have impacted hundreds of orphans, and inspired generations of selfless acts? Every great story starts with a …