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What If….

By: redtentwomen December 23, 2016January 3, 2017

Day to DayAnxiety and Sensory Diagnosis, Bethany Cabell, Intensity, Intentional Living, Mothering boys, parenting a child with disabilities17 Comments

On any given weekday, after work, I get into my car, turn off the radio, then text my husband to let him know I am on my way home. The drive takes fifteen minutes and silence is welcome after the noise of the day.

Take Aim.

By: redtentwomen November 20, 2015November 16, 2015

Day to DayBravery, Deanna Sturgeon, doing hard things, Mothering boys, Parenting, Raising Men, Rifle, shooting range8 Comments

It was a beautiful fall afternoon.

Grown Up Things

By: redtentwomen October 5, 2015October 4, 2015

Day to DayDeanna Sturgeon, doing hard things, facing conflict, Grandmother, Growing Up, Mothering boys1 Comment

My daughter-in-law called me the other day and said, “Please talk to Isabelle (my almost 5 year old granddaughter). She’s freaking out because she’s not a baby anymore.”

Summer Intensity

By: redtentwomen July 24, 2015August 1, 2015

UncategorizedBethany Cabell, Dairy Free, Mothering boys, PT boards, Summer, Working in Summer8 Comments

It was the summer of 2002 and I had just graduated from my master’s program. Moving home, I knew that my sole responsibility was to study in order to pass my boards when I sat for them in early July.

When a Weekend Away Isn’t Enough

By: redtentwomen June 22, 2015August 2, 2015

Day to DayBethany Cabell, Mothering boys, physical therapy, relax, stretching, weekend away8 Comments

Relax. Just Relax. Did you do it?

Memories

By: redtentwomen June 8, 2015August 2, 2015

Day to DayCamping, Deanna Sturgeon, Lake Michigan, memories, Mothering boys, Summer3 Comments

Recently my husband and I went camping on the shores of Lake Michigan.

Trapped

By: redtentwomen March 23, 2015August 4, 2015

Day to Day, Intentional LivingBethany Cabell, choosing life, Delight, dying, Hope, Kara Tippetts, Loss, Mothering boys, Mundane Faithfulness, Rest, restlessness, suffering7 Comments

I woke up tired this morning. Yesterday, we celebrated the life of our three year old and all that he brings to our lives in an intimate evening with friends.