“Maria, I cannot believe you included that story on page 30 of your book!” This was the message I received from a very good friend of mine after the release of Confident Moms, Confident Daughters. She was kidding of course, but I’m not going to lie, my cheeks literally turned red on the spot. For the sake of time …
Twelve years ago, pregnant with my daughter and not a penny to our name, my husband and I moved from Connecticut down to North Carolina for me to “write a book for mothers of daughters.” I mean, there were other reasons too, but mainly I was leaving full time ministry to stay home and start …
This is what it looks like to be known since you were 5 years old. It means being able to look back and know all the ways that I have messed up, fallen short, forgotten to call, or jaunted off to live in another state and loving me still. It looks like stealing fries without …
As I sit here and write my house is full, but it is eerily silent. All five of the other members of my family are currently sick napping. You know the kind. Feverish, nauseous, headache that Motrin only mildly touches, and so your body does the only thing it can do. It rests. We …