by Emily P Freeman | Apr 25, 2018 | family, what I know for sure, writing
This morning I woke up and was compelled to write a blog post like it’s 2009. But maybe that’s not quite right. I’m convinced in the power of letting things go, of hushing up for a while, and giving not only our souls room to breathe, but our...
by Emily P Freeman | Jul 20, 2017 | family, freedom, marriage, rest
When I was a kid, vacation meant packing up the Barbies in their bathing suits, driving a mile to Grandma Morland’s house, and dipping their plastic feet in her blow up swimming pool. It meant fun dip at the public pool and sprinklers in the backyard. Maybe once...
by Emily P Freeman | Jun 6, 2017 | books I've read (or want to read), family
My dad drank three quarts of beer everyday for fourteen years. That’s why today is a day that should never have happened. That’s him, in the front on his knees with his finger up his brother’s nose. I’m the smallest one standing with my sister....
by Emily P Freeman | Apr 21, 2017 | family, motherhood
I’m not sure how it is that I get so lucky as to host some of the most beautiful writing on the Internet, but this is what keeps happening when I have a guest writer. Today it is my privilege to host Hilary Yancey. I didn’t realize how much I needed to...
by Emily P Freeman | Aug 4, 2016 | family, lifestyle, vocation
Just when I thought I couldn’t love Deidra Riggs an ounce more, she goes and writes this beautiful post about what it really means to be a successful entrepreneur. You’re going to love this peek into the mid-1900s and what Deidra’s grandmother can...
by Emily P Freeman | Jul 21, 2016 | faith, family, hope
When I read this post by my new friend, Shawn Smucker, I cried. Not just oh my eyes blurred a little but full out, shaking shoulders, giant tears. Part of my life’s work is to teach people to pay attention to what makes them cry, because tears are tiny...
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