her view from home

Recent published work on Her View From Home We were cooking in the kitchen the other day and daddy said, “Man, I’m thirsty.” Without saying a word, you walked over to the fridge and dispensed the ice and water into a stainless steel cup for him. “Here you go, daddy,” …

This past week, the winds and rain have threatened the oneness and unity in our marriage and home like never before. They came without warning. Why do we fight like we’re against each other, instead of for one another? We know the truth. We know better, but sometimes emotions fly …

Thank you for treating my children the same when they’re obedient and when they’re unlovely…

Last night, we cuddled under your dream tent and read Goodnight, Goodnight Construction Site. As I read you squeezed my arm and said, “I love you, Mama” with your double-dimpled smile. “I love you, too, Will. I want you to stay this age forever.” “But I won’t,” you said so matter-of-factly. …

That you’ll treat them with honor, respect, value, and great care as you would one of your most treasured possessions…

I saw you the other day at Target juggling three young children—one on the side of your hip, another sitting in the shopping cart with a runny nose, and your oldest scooping boxes of Fruit Loops into the cart. Your hair was up in a ponytail and you wore your favorite yoga pants and rose gold Fitbit around your wrist. You appeared a bit frazzled as you looked at your phone marking off food items from your list and making sure they fit the budget—wanting to please your husband…