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Jack Nicolson put it brilliantly in the road-trip scene from the 1999 movie As Good As It Gets: Not everyone has a terrible story to get over. Some people have great stories, beautiful stories that take place in parks with friends and noodle salad. Good times, noodle salad. Just no one in this car.
If you're overwhelmed today or need help facing a painful yesterday, you're in the right place. You matter to God. It (whatever it is), matters to God. But no one can make that discovery for you. I'm here to comfort, inspire, and even challenge you along the way. Lessons learned throughout my toughest years of healing were never just for me. God had you in mind as well. You are why The Medicine Place exist.
Wendy J. Saxton
If a life can be a book, I open mine to you. Read my story, and experience the power of God in your own.
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Tough Mom-decisions: Choosing not to people-please
but one that my husband and I needed to make. I hated the thought of anyone feeling left out.
Asking Zach to invite the two boys he spends the most time with lately made it a little easier for him. It wasn't a contest about who he liked more, but rather a practical choice he was asked to make.
What about you? Do you feel obligated to invite the entire class or everyone your child spends time with? What do you do if you have a limited budget, but your child is requesting an expensive gift AND a big party?
We live in a day and age where fewer parents prepare their children for budgets, and tough choices. I still feel badly about the friends that didn't join us, but it felt good to do what worked best for our family this year, instead of going over budget and secretly wishing I was in a bar as my son blew out the candles on his cake!
Out of sheer insecurity, I now feel that it's necessary to tell you that my husband and I really do like kids. Before our two older sons moved out, it was not unusual for us to have nine boys ranging from ages five to seventeen on any given day. But as I mature, I find myself asking the question, "What works best for our family in our house?" As opposed to bowing to the vicious cycle of people-pleasing and resentment.
Published on Sunday, March 28, 2010 @ 9:37 AM CDT
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