The Healing Role in Marriage

The Healing Role in Marriage

I thought for sure he was going to leave. How in the world could a good man like Trice stay with a woman like me who was so unsure of herself, so broken, so imperfect? A woman who had trained her mind to listen to the lies of the enemy? A woman who was an emotional trainwreck, who had no hope for the future and who was overwhelmed by the adjustment of having 3 kids? A woman who claimed to be a Christian but was stuck in so much bondage? 

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A Happy Home Starts With a Healthy Me (Part One)

When I first started this blog in 2013, I knew that I wanted to utilize the word “Headquarters,” because let’s face it, it’s punny. And funny. So I guess that would be pfunny? And we have always called our home our Headquarters.

Being a bit Type A, I knew I needed to use an H-word to go along with it. (Remember how all of my kids’ names start with E’s?) ‘Humble’ sounded too religious. ‘Honest’ didn’t provide the alliteration I was hoping for. ‘Hilarious’ set this blog up for disappointing the readers, since many times it’s serious. ‘Homey’ sounded a bit “urban.” So I settled with the word Happy. And I love Happy because I love cheeriness, and frankly, when I think of our home, I want it to evoke (not invoke, for all your grammar nerds) feelings of happiness.

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An Open Letter to my Hubby on Our Anniversary

An Open Letter to my Hubby on Our Anniversary

My Handsome Trice,

6 years. Can you believe it? Looking back 6 years ago, I don’t think I ever imagined we would be where we are now at 6 years. We have an amazing son who is almost 4, our little Bean. And we have an oh so precious daughter who is almost 2, our party in a body! We have a cute little house in the heart of DFW. And we still like each other!

Thank you for all you have taught me these last 6 years.

Thank you for always making my toothbrush for me

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