For a long time, I struggled to find the right symbol for Mom Leaves A Legacy. Not because there weren’t beautiful options. But because none of them fully captured what this space has become. Mom Leaves A Legacy didn’t start as a brand strategy or a perfectly planned business idea. It started as something much…
There are seasons when I look at our checking account after the bills are paid and think, Okay…now what? There’s a little money left, but not enough to do everything I’d like to do. The emergency fund could use a little more. The car will eventually need repairs. The kids always seem to need something.…
Recovery. For a long time, I thought that word only belonged to people recovering from addiction, surgery, or a serious injury. I never considered that recovery could also describe the countless moments in everyday life when we have to find our footing again after disappointment, heartbreak, anxiety, grief, conflict, or failure. As moms, we are…
Every time I hear a sermon about giving, my stomach tightens. Not because I don’t want to be generous. But because I immediately start doing math. I’d love to tithe. I really would. But when giving ten percent means wondering how we’ll pay the electric bill, put gas in the car, or buy groceries, the…
Have you ever been perfectly content with your life until you opened social media? Maybe your day wasn’t extraordinary, but it was good. The kids were fed. The bills were paid. Laundry was folded—or at least moved from the washer to the dryer. Life felt manageable. Then you opened Instagram. Suddenly you’re scrolling past spotless…
There are seasons when my planner feels like a game of Tetris. Work deadlines compete with family responsibilities. Volunteer commitments overlap with appointments. The laundry needs folded, the dishes need washed, emails need answered, and someone always needs a ride somewhere. By the time I crawl into bed at night, I often find myself wondering…
There are seasons when lack seems to be everywhere we look. Not necessarily financial lack, although that can certainly be part of it. Sometimes the things we feel we’re lacking are much harder to measure. Time. Energy. Patience. Answers. Margin. Direction. Confidence. Rest. Lately, I’ve found myself focusing on what feels unfinished. There’s another school…
There have been seasons when I’ve wondered if I’m too focused on money. Not because I dream of luxury vacations or designer handbags. Most of the time, my financial thoughts revolve around something much simpler: security. I want to know the bills will be paid. I want to know there’s enough for groceries, unexpected expenses,…
As parents, we want our children to grow into kind, compassionate, and generous people. We remind them to share, say thank you, and think about others. We encourage them to be considerate and helpful. Yet long before our children fully understand our words, they are watching our actions. The truth is that generosity is often…
This morning started like so many Memorial Day mornings have over the years. There was a parade to get ready for. Matt left to help with the marching band trailer. I drove kids around, found a spot to watch and then afterwards I stood in my kitchen making mac and cheese for a cookout later…
Sometimes showing up as a mom looks less like strength… and more like sitting on the bathroom floor asking God to help you make it through the day gently. Not because you don’t love your family. Not because you’re failing. But because motherhood can feel heavy in ways very few people talk about honestly. Somewhere…