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That Word Does Not Mean What You Think it Means: Freedom, the Aridity of Grace, and a More Spacious Life

November 12th, 2021 | 4 min read

By Ashley Hales

I was overwhelmed with the limits on my time and body: with four small children aged 6 and under, and as the primary caregiver, I was the sun around which they orbited. My limbs and body were the rays that nourished them. While this beautiful slowing-down was welcomed, it also involved a litany of tasks that never ended: Breastfeeding. Diaper changes. Sleep schedules. Snacks to make and sweep up under the highchair. Preschool and elementary school drop-offs. The tantrum to deal with while the homework needed helping with. Ad infinitum.

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