Undoing the Curse: A Family’s Journey Out of Genesis 3

Marriage, family, and work were never meant to feel like this. We’re reclaiming what was lost.

This post was originally written when I launched Family Faith Legacy as a separate Substack.
At the time, I thought it needed its own space. But the more I leaned in, the more the Lord showed me—it all belongs under one roof.
Because family, faith, and legacy were never meant to be separate.

This is us. The beginning of Family Faith Legacy.

It’s 1:38 AM.

I lay in bed as my husband and our 7 children sleep—at least I hope so. My little night owl may still be awake 😅. But in the stillness of the night, I lay here… dreading the week ahead.

Sunday is our least favorite day of the week.

I know that sounds blasphemous for a family of believers. It’s the Lord’s Day. But in our house, it’s the day daddy prepares for the work week. And every week, the atmosphere shifts. The ease fades. A heavy silence creeps in.

We all feel it.

And the truth is—48 hours isn’t enough time to spend quality moments with your spouse, be present with your children, run errands, manage the house, and still have space to rest and reflect.

I tried to encourage our oldest today, telling him a 3-day weekend was coming. But he looked disappointed. He thought it meant the weekend plus three more days off.

Mental note: calendar skills needed 😂 (yes, we homeschool).

But still, my heart broke. Because he’s tired too.

Lord, we want more than this.

This is not the life we want for our family. We want to be together full time. Kerwin and I realized early in our marriage that we weren’t meant to live separate lives. When we were both working, we’d pass each other on the road—me heading home as he was heading out—honking as we crossed paths.

I remember God showing me clearly: “Come home.” My husband needed me more than that paycheck ever could.

Now, 15 years and 7 children later… the desire is still the same. To be together. To build together.

A few weeks ago, as I drove him to work, I looked over at him and whispered in my spirit:

“He’s tired.”

Not sleepy. But soul tired.

Emotionally and mentally exhausted from carrying us all. Leaving before sunrise. Returning after sunset. No break. No pause. Just the grind. And I knew:

This can’t go on.

As a stay-at-home, homeschooling mom, I’ve tried for years to figure out how I could make money from home. I’ve had a few wins… and a lot of flops. But in my heart, I’ve always known—God had something for us to do together.

But now?

We feel like this is the moment. Not just to dream—but to move.

It’s always been my heart’s desire to retire my husband. But now, with children watching us, I want more than that. I want to build something so they never have to settle for the rat race either.

Homeschooling buys them time—but it’s not freedom until he’s free too.

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This is that journey. This is what Family Faith Legacy is about.

This isn’t a mom blog.

This is a declaration:

We are done living like this.

We desire togetherness. Family rhythm. Working and building side by side.

And we know we’re not alone.

We see other couples, other families—just like us—barely surviving. Loving deeply, struggling silently. Longing for something better.

We don’t believe fatherhood should be reduced to “provider.”

We don’t believe motherhood should carry the entire parenting burden.

We believe in family teamwork.

We believe in co-laboring in love.

But is it even possible? Can we really rise above what every generation before us called “normal”?

We believe the answer is yes. And this is our journey to prove it.

This is our Exodus.

Our personal breaking of the curse from Genesis 3.

Our family saying: “No more. This stops with us.”

If your heart aches for the same freedom—come walk with us.

Let’s rebuild what the world tried to break.

Together.