Permission Granted

I have a confession. I am high skilled at the art of failing to follow through. I can spitball ideas and plans with the best of them. I can even begin in the project, but when it comes to finishing, well... I'm not saying I never finish anything. I've got at least as many books …

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Let’s catch up

Since I took a small hiatus from sharing life, I thought maybe a quick catch up was in order. Although many of the things I'm going to share really require their own space here. Because a lot has happened. And very little of it good. In fact, we found ourselves handed one poop pie after the other over the past year and a half.

Accidental Atmosphere

My heart's desire is to cultivate an atmosphere of peace and joy in our home. A welcoming place where we can all explore life together and have fun. One where we learn and grow together. I know it takes work to create a space with that atmosphere, but today I stumbled on it by simply being available and saying yes to the things that presented themselves throughout our day.

On dating your spouse

The reason, I think, people always tell you to keep dating after your marriage is fear of growing distant and cold to the person you share your life with. But I don't think it is dating that protects you from that

Practicing the art of slow

Slow. Slow down. No really, slower. It's like this refrain that plays in my head daily. I'm nearly 3 months post-op, and I'm still hearing the same words from the Lord. SLOW DOWN! At first it was pretty simple to move slowly. I literally could not move fast. But as I've recovered, gotten stronger, been …

When the paycheck doesn’t pay

Trusting the Lord has been an area of my life where I am covered in stretch marks. Places where I didn't want to grow, but the Lord has had some work He needed to do, either through me or in me. Trusting Him financially has always been a challenge. Not because He has ever failed …

Sometimes you win at dinner

Before our move...we'll really before we listed our house for sale...I was really good at dinner. I mean, I had a menu planned. I had all my ingredients. Each kid had their own night of the week they got to help me cook. I was a badass at dinner. (And my breakfast baked goods were …