I sit on the floor with my baby, my 9-month-old, purple paci in her mouth, early morning hours. The carpet is bare except for a few stray toys that fit in the van as we drove, movers later bringing the rest of our household goods. She woke early today. I lean against the wall, coffee in hand … [Read more...] about to my girlfriends in this crazy season of life, a love note
life
finding what i’m looking for
Every single night when I put the girls down for bed and we say our prayers, I thank God for the roof over our heads and the food on our table. The most basic of provisions. Food and shelter. I do it to remind our girls, even at their young ages, that there are people in this world who don't … [Read more...] about finding what i’m looking for
I’m not sweet, I’m just truthful.
We didn't sleep on Saturday night. The one-almost-two-year-old woke up at 1:40am and once I am up it is hard for me to fall back asleep. I see the promise of rest fade before me as the clock reads 2:15 then 2:44 and then 3:10. It glows 3:45 when my eyes look to it one last time before slipping … [Read more...] about I’m not sweet, I’m just truthful.
what to do when gratitude is hard {free printable}
I do think it's going to be okay. Eventually. Just not now. We were having yet another conversation about the house and the boxes and the paycheck and the move and the girls and the season and the unexpectedness everywhere. We were talking about the future and the hopes and the dreams and … [Read more...] about what to do when gratitude is hard {free printable}
when god wrote us a new story {part 2}
::: yesterday i wrote on telling your story. this is our story. this is what it looked like for us. Sometimes when God moves, He is obvious, and just maybe this will help you to pay attention and notice his footprints over your world ::: Right now we have been married for 9 years. We live in … [Read more...] about when god wrote us a new story {part 2}
thirty… plus one
This year I hit my Plus One. Today, I turn 31 years old. Thirty. Plus one. My most difficult birthday was 27. That was the year that I felt old. I was no longer "cute young thang" just out of college. I wasn't the newly married, fresh-faced and optimistic young teacher. I was on the … [Read more...] about thirty… plus one