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Overcome The Lie

I broke down crying to my husband.
I can't do this for the rest of my life.
What I do isn't important.
No one cares.
I am no awesome baker. 
My "decorating" skills are highly lacking.
I don't make things with my hands. I don't know how to sew, knit or crochet.
I don't home school.
I do the same thing day in a day out.
Repetitive.
What I do doesn't matter.

That lie.
What I do DOES matter.
It matters to....


 This girl

And this boy

And also this girl






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  1. UnknownJanuary 31, 2013 at 2:55 PM

    Girl...you matter! {ps I'm a horrible decorator} You're making a difference in your children's lives and they influencing others, it's a network of influence in whoever you meet. Also one thing I have to remember is that we see other peoples life highlights, not the lowlights.

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  2. Deanne MarieJanuary 31, 2013 at 7:40 PM

    Girl, You do matter! You are creative...I mean you have the awesome blog! Keep your chin up...your kiddos probably see you as a superwoman.

    xoxo Deanne

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  3. KimberlyFebruary 2, 2013 at 2:23 PM

    1. You are enough
    2. You are a great mom to your lovely kids.. I don't know you personally but I know that is true.
    3. You are a beautiful, capable daughter of a great King.

    Please take these to heart you bundle of awesomeness!!!

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