by Kristin Mitchener I look around me, and I see no friends. No shopping buddies, coffee dates or spa partners. I have my husband, yes, but every girl needs at least one friend. My friendlessness is due to two main reasons: I sabotaged the relationships I did have, and I...
by Dottie Menkhaus On the anniversary of my mother’s death, Ann* came over to teach me how to cook. We sat at my kitchen table as lunch baked in the oven. Ann told me stories from her life—how she met her husband, their wedding, how she biked the MS 150—stories...
by Dottie Menkhaus We all tend to live our lives never knowing how we impact and influence others around us. It isn’t until a person passes away that we realize their influence. My mother passed away 17 years ago. After years of involving herself with volunteering and community activities—playing in...
By: Mary Ellen Collins I think the New Year really starts in March. They changed the calendar; did you get the memo? I know, I know, January is a distant memory and February is almost over. And I am just writing about the New Year. What is the old saying about being late? ...
By: Heather Wolper My doorbell rang on Friday. I had sick kids at home and I was still wearing the nightgown I had slept in, which was in no way appropriate for answering the door. I told my son to politely send whoever it was on their way and then...
By: Mary Ellen Collins I recently heard an expert on biblical truths say that impatience is pride. What? No, I don’t believe that. Really? I know that God hates pride. But I have never heard that impatience is pride. How can that be? Think about it, what happens when you...
Unvited: Living Loved When You Feel Less Than, Left Out and Lonely – written by Lysa TerKeurst Book review written by: Cathy DiBella (Guest Blogger) Most of my family is gone now and the ones that are left are distant to say the least. Through all my years in a dysfunctional...
By: Cathy Crosby (Guest Blogger) God is the One who I’ve pressed into during difficult times in my career and as I’ve navigated my journey as a motherless daughter. He has taken these two life experiences to help me discover that my true identity is found neither in a career...
By: Christine Fishel When it struck 12:01 am on January 1, 2018, many people were celebrating the start of a new year, a fresh start, a clean slate. Me? I had already been asleep for going on four hours. The craving for—and dreading of—a different kind of year had been...
Every year we take time to pause and reflect on what God has been doing through the Motherless Daughters Ministry. We hope and pray that you feel loved and supported by the women here in this community. Many of you have commented that our blogs have been so helpful to...
