My entire life, I never wanted to be a “career woman.”

I wanted to be a wife.

A mama.

A homemaker.

A homeschool mom.

And for around 20 years, that’s exactly what I was — a stay-at-home, homeschooling mama whose greatest joy was nursing babies, managing my home, cooking meals, growing a garden, canning, making candles & homemade bread, doing daily Bible study with my children, nurturing their hobbies & skills, and creating a place of safety and warmth.

My heart has always been in my home.

But our lives blew up because of the choices of my first husband. And overnight, everything shifted.

I didn’t step out of my home to chase ambition.

I had to step out because I had to provide.

No parents, no siblings, no husband. Just God & me trying to make a way.

My sacrifices were never giving up a fancy career to stay home.

My sacrifices were having to leave the home I loved in order to make sure my children had what they needed.

I had to find a way to rebuild.

To replace income.

To protect my children long-term.

And my prayer through tears was simple:

“Lord, help me find a way to do this from home. Help me take care of them and still be present.”

And He did.

Miraculously, strategically, faithfully — He did.

He took what was meant for harm and turned it for good (Genesis 50:20).

He truly works all things together for good for those who love Him (Romans 8:28).

He allowed me to build something part-time from home so I could still take care of my babies, manage my household, pay the bills, attend appointments, oversee activities, have deep conversations, cuddle on the couch, go on adventures, and play.

Which brings me to this question:

So what does this have to do with a clothes pin?

It has everything to do with it.

Because last night, after dinner and Bible study together, we were running and playing together — my husband, my children, my grandchildren, and even my mother in law (not quite running but moving the best she could with her walker), laughing and trying to secretly clip clothespins onto each other’s clothes.

That moment?

That is the dream.

Not titles.

Not applause.

Not hustle culture.

Family.

Joy.

Faith.

Safety.

Presence.

Some days allow more margin than others. Some seasons are heavier. But at the end of the day — and at the end of my life — it has always been about my family, my home, and serving God by helping heal the brokenhearted and setting the captives free.

Yes, I teach on trauma & narcissistic abuse- especially from destructive marriages.

Yes, I’ve experienced divorce.

Yes, I've made my own mistakes on my journey-some that still hurt.

Not because I reject God’s design for family — but because we suffered what we shouldn't have had to, had to rebuild to get our lives back with no one else to help, & are now called to help others overcome too.

I stand for truth, peace, accountability, hope, redemption, & righteousness.

Because victims deserve knowledge & help.

Because they deserve to understand their value. Because boundaries are biblical.

Because God never designed marriage to be a place of oppression, fear, or destruction.

Because abuse, abandonment, & neglect were never his design for marriage.

My heart has always been Titus 2 focused — loving my husband, loving my children, managing my home well, and teaching what is good so other women can have hope and build godly, safe homes that honor Him.

Now, I’m in a new season.

My youngest is 18. The dynamics are different. The house is quieter in some ways — fuller in others.

Now, I have more time to spend with the husband God truly sent me — the one I prayed for through years of tears and rebuilding. The one others pretended to be.

The Lord has been faithful.

My calling was never about becoming a “career woman.”

It was about becoming a faithful woman.

A woman who builds her house.

A woman who protects her children.

A woman who stands for truth.

A woman who creates safety.

A woman who helps other women rebuild their identity in Christ.

And sometimes…

It looks like chasing each other through the house with clothespins.

And I wouldn’t trade that for anything. 🤍🙌