Hi! I’m Elizabeth and thank you for visiting. I write about my kids, my home, my grief, and creating a Purposeful Home. Welcome to Finding My Purpose!
Hi! I’m Elizabeth and thank you for visiting. I write about my kids, my home, my grief, and creating a Purposeful Home. Welcome to Finding My Purpose!
All in Development
This was the simple question from my young son as I was helping him in the shower one night… simply trying to get him to rinse the shampoo out of his hair, for what felt like the millionth time.
Dear daughter. I love you more than you know.
These days, when I hear ‘you don’t like me,’ it quickly breaks my heart into a thousand pieces.
Why do you say that? And what have I ever done to make you feel that I don’t like you?
When you are sick, I want to make you well.
Mom, I’m going to work over here.
My son said to me while we were clearing the snow from our drive and sidewalks recently.
Ok, babe, that’s great. You’re a wonderful helper, is how I responded.
There are moments I forget HE IS ONLY SIX YEARS OLD. This was one of them.
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