When He speaks…
So my family and I are back from the beach and still dumping sand out of crevices I didn’t know existed. Just to clarify, I am not referring to crevices within any part of my anatomy, but I guarantee you I’ll be vacuuming sand out of the carpet of my...
“I told you so” – Why don’t we listen?
A few nights ago while I was working on getting dinner ready, I heard a thud and a wail coming from Wyatt’s room. I didn’t even have to miss a beat stirring the veggies by taking a look to see what happened. I already knew. Wyatt, in all of his infinite...
Freedom in our stories…
Stories are an intricate part of who I am. And I know that it would be silly to think that I’m alone in saying that. They are the threads of life, weaving pictures on a loom within the corners of my mind. My own personal hand of story telling goes back a long...
In a blink…
Yesterday, I attended a funeral in my home town. It was strange to me, as I hit the ramp to take my exit. Memories tend to bubble up and I have to evaluate whether that is a good thing. Sometimes I want to laugh and smile. Other times I want to cry or block out the...
Religious Christians…the greatest oxymoron
I sat down a few days ago to watch a movie with my kids. After a flip of a coin they landed on watching the first Ice Age. I hadn’t seen this movie in awhile. In fact, I couldn’t even remember if I really liked it, but I popped it in and settled myself on...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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