#write31days: Locking Jesus Out
It all started when she locked her dad out of the house. Those two can be quite ornery to one another. Lily is learning to go toe-to-toe with her dad’s sense of humor and silly antics. If he dishes it out, she dishes it right back. So it was pretty amusing the...
write31days: Finding Rest
I was listening to tobyMac on the way to work the other day and Henley’s favorite song came on. “Lose My Soul” I was singing the words and remembering sitting with her at a concert just three rows back from the stage. (or was it six?) Either way,...
Take Back What Is Yours
Today is one of those days I either 1) wish I could forget or 2) do over. Considering that it was a Saturday, a do over seems more acceptable. Especially if my feet hit the floor with all of the hindsight that today’s experiences brought with it. You...
When something smells stinky…
“Mommy, you’re so cute,” he says to me as he climbs into my lap. His limbs are getting long and he’s certainly not as light as he once was but I welcome the snuggles and his cheek pressing firmly against mine. And, since that’s not...
What peace looks like to me…
Growing up, I honestly thought the truest meaning for peace was to abstain from an argument. To cease fire. To shake hands, retreat and remove the opposition. Peace, while still all of those things, has a different meaning for me now. And let me just brace myself...A little about me
Doing life with one amazingly supportive husband and four spirited arrows. Heart for God. Wordsmith. Tea sommelier. Music lover. Enneagram 4, INFJ. IG junkie. Paleo lifestyle for chronic illness. Supporter of sustainable living. I love cozy. I love boots. I love sitting still only long enough to have my hair colored.
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