motherhood
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How Cake Accompanies the Best Love Stories
No one told me how perfect it feels to carry a cake alight with birthday candles to the sound of a family singing Happy Birthday. Or how happy I’d feel shielding the candles and seeing the faces of those I love most dearly through the flickering flame. It’s so familial and so intimate. I always… Continue reading
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Weary But Never Empty
“The weary world rejoices…“ We sing this and we say it. We live it, too. A weary world rejoicing does not mean we throw off weariness in order to rejoice, but that we rejoice while we are weary, because we have Reason to hope that this weariness will not last forever. And it won’t. With… Continue reading
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Tears at Christmas
I reached for my pencil, but it wasn’t there anymore. Proof my 1-year-old daughter had ran off with it somewhere. I remembered seeing her with the pencil earlier that day and I also know it got somewhere safely. No walls drawn on to my knowledge😅, but I had to get a different pencil to write… Continue reading
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A Happy Woman!
Motherhood is no longer the effortless softness of a new, fresh life season for me. But there is a triumph to it. There is a commitment to beauty. A realness to the glaring magic spread long and loud between the harshness, loss, and brittle elements. And best of all there’s a knowing that rattlesnakes, difficulty, wilting, and… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 