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Monthly Archives: May 2014

Today, I’m pleased to present a guest post written by my sister, Tiffany. This is the fourth time Tiffany has been featured on my blog. In July 2012, I shared Tiffany’s six-year journey through significant addiction and mental illness; it was the first post I published on this blog. In December 2013, I posted an update and shared why I felt called to continue writing Tiffany’s…

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  • KariJune 16, 2015 - 11:02 pm

    I’m enjoying reading about Tiffany — my daughter (age 19) has schizoaffective disorder (depressive type) and anxiety, and I like hearing stories of people who are living with the illness and getting through the day to day things we all deal with. Thanks for posting!ReplyCancel

    • AmyJune 17, 2015 - 9:50 pm

      Hi again Kari: I saw you had a blog, so just read through several of your posts quickly. Thank YOU for sharing. Looks like we’re both in MN? Glad you found me, and glad I found you. Please feel free to follow closely. Glad to have you as “family.” AmyReplyCancel

    • AmyJune 17, 2015 - 9:41 pm

      Hi Kari: I’m so glad you found my site. I sure hope you’ll continue following along, as I’m hoping to build community around this eventually. I want people to know they’re not alone in this journey through significant mental illness. I’m glad the posts are resonating with you, and please know, you’re more than welcome around here anytime. Blessings to you and your daughter.ReplyCancel

  • Nancy HickmanMarch 12, 2015 - 6:36 pm

    Amy – Not sure why I missed Tiffany’s original post (last summer), but I’m so glad I found it now! Her transparency is so helpful in my understanding of what you all have faced in recent years. Utmost in my mind is what a blessing your mother has been to your family! She is uniquely suited to fulfill all the roles the Lord has called her to….Give her a huge hug from me, and treasure her!ReplyCancel

  • Christie Scanlon FleischhackerJune 6, 2014 - 11:18 pm

    Thanks for sharing this story Amy. Very inspiring. And really hope people will try not to judge others as mothers. ReplyCancel

  • Denise KormanMay 31, 2014 - 11:52 pm

    One of my greatest days was when I met Tiffany ! She and her parents whom I am very good friends with, were visiting in Myrtle Beach. We simply clicked and have become very close. I am flying out to visit in July, a trip that can’t come soon enough. I’ve yet to meet the newest member of the family Xander and I can’t wait to see my Raegan !!

    Tiffany, your blog came from the depths of your soul. You exposed ” Tiffany” something I don’t think you could have done 6 months ago. This is incredibly significant for you and an exceptional for your growth and faith in yourself !!
    You are a wonderful person and mother.
    This blog will give light to so many other single parents with mental health issues.

    I could go on and on….But my prayers and helping hands will always be there for you !!

    SEE YOU SOON….xoxoxo
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  • NikkiMay 30, 2014 - 11:22 pm

    So brave of your sister to share, Amy. Trusting someone will read this and realize they can be as brave and live each day with such focus and optimism! What a blessing… thank you.ReplyCancel

    • AmyMay 31, 2014 - 11:25 am

      Totally agree on the bravery, Nikki. The post has made a tremendous impact already as evidenced by the wealth of comments that have been left on Facebook in the past 24 hours. Now, I’m hoping and praying the post will show up in someone’s Google search, just when they need it most. Thank you, Nikki, for your sweetness! 🙂ReplyCancel

There comes a time when you realize your babies aren’t babies anymore. Remember when it first happened, mom? That moment you realized your baby was growing up before your eyes? You went to lift him out of the crib and suddenly he seemed much bigger than he did before nap time. You wondered what happened. How in the world did…

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  • Tara DornJune 8, 2014 - 3:42 am

    Oh I so loved this Motherhood Unraveled series, Amy! I can relate to them all! This one definitely struck a chord! My first baby turned 10 in May and man oh man was that hard! They sure aren’t babies anymore, but like you said, my babies they’ll always be. Reminds me of the book, I’ll Love you Forever. =)ReplyCancel

  • Monica Anderson PalmerMay 29, 2014 - 2:20 pm

    yep….crying!ReplyCancel

I have zero tolerance for brat behavior from my children. Period. I have no patience for it, none at all. Want to offend the core of who I am? Demonstrate brat behavior. Want to risk having all privileges stripped from your life? Demonstrate brat behavior. Want to make me cringe to my bones? Demonstrate brat behavior….

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  • Tara DornJune 8, 2014 - 3:36 am

    Like you, I work at trying to figure out how to respond to bratty behavior. Sometimes it’s hard to determine the best consequence for the particular behavior, but I agree, I don’t want to raise entitled children. I see it more and more, kids that have everything they want (and think they need) and in turn, act like brats. I’m shocked when I’m at other people homes or have other kids here and the kids just get up and leave their garbage, dishes, etc on the table and take off to play. It’s just one example, but man it irks me. I am by no means perfect at raising my kids (far far from it!), but this is one area that really bothers me. Thank you for your blog entry, I’m happy to know that I’m not alone!ReplyCancel

When I was a little girl, I dreamed of becoming a ballerina one day. Ballerinas were graceful, beautiful and precise. Something about that combination was alluring to my little girl heart. There was just one problem. I’d never taken a day of ballet in my entire life. And I wasn’t about to anytime soon. While I didn’t get…

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When she breaks out the tubes of chapstick and it’s all good and dandy fun until you walk by the front door to discover the chapstick’s all over the window….bless the mess. When it feels like you just wiped that stainless steel fridge door clean, and then you look down to white handprints all over it…bless the mess….

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