So many mothers have bought into the lie that the only identity that matters is Mom. I was one of them.

As a special needs parent, holidays often feel less than holy. Do you agree? For me, it could be our daughter’s self control rupturing at the seams. Or it could be the immense fatigue from doing-all-the-things only to continue to be “on” on the Sabbath/weekend, too. But God. We are met here.