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...
By: Julie Thompson On January 1st we have a tendency to reflect upon the previous year and think about what we can do differently to make the new year better. I used to be one of those people who made New Years resolutions. I had a 0% success rate of...
Book review by: Cathy DiBella (Guest Blogger) “I could not recall attachment, closeness, memories of the scent of Mother’s perfume, the feel of her skin, the sound of her voice singing in the kitchen, the solace of her rocking, holding, and comforting me, the intellectual stimulation, and joy of being...
By: Heather Wolper Summer, with all its lazy wonder and time spent creek wading and cannonballing, is over. And here we are trying to adjust to a new normal. Our calendar is suddenly ruled by school bus pick-ups and drop-offs, school planners and reading logs, and we are all grieving...
By: Mary Ellen Collins “I CAN SPEAK FOR MYSELF,” creeps into my brain whenever I am interrupted or they attempt to reinterpret what I have said. My internal voice is shouting, “Who do you think you are? I can speak for myself. I DO NOT need you to interrupt me...
